Well, dear readers, I am sitting here like so much fish pondering the imponderables. Yes, you heard it here, dear readers, I, BK, am sitting here like so much fish pondering the imponderables. I’d tell you what the imponderables that I’m pondering are but frankly the imponderables are imponderable. When you have imponderable imponderables then all hell can break loose and all hell HAS broken loose and I’m not really all that keen on loose hell, are you? But as I was pondering the imponderables and the resulting loose hell, I thought, wouldn’t it be good to have a song that summed up how you’re feeling? And then I thought, what the HELL am I talking about, I do have such a song. It’s the final song from Welcome to My World and it sums up everything I’ve been feeling for the past few days and having to deal with a lot of yucky stuff. The song has an interesting past. I wrote the tune and the first verse in the late 1980s on spec for the main titles of a pilot. I have no idea if the producer even bothered to listen to the demo, but he didn’t use it and the show didn’t sell, so there you are. But I always loved the tune and I really liked the lyric, but it wasn’t a complete song. I even did it in one of my nightclub shows at The Gardenia back then, as an encore.
So, when I was writing the last monologue of Welcome to My World, which is really the monologue the show, in its own way, has been building to, which is that we are who we are and while we occasionally get down on ourselves and occasionally don’t like things about ourselves we just have to remain positive and be good people and things will hopefully work themselves out. That is the Molly Philosophy of Live and certainly it’s mine. But I needed a song, and as fate would have it, it just came on my iPod in the car that very day and it was just perfect for that moment. So, I wrote a second verse and then it was a complete song. When I first played it for Sami, she went nuts for it and it did suit the final moment of the show perfectly. And while it’s sometimes hard to “hold on” and “hold tight” if you can you should and just pray for the light to come back. Here’s the lyric:
GETTIN’ THROUGH THE DAY
WHEN THE WHOLE WORLD IS IN YOUR WAY
IT ALWAYS SEEMS SO TOUGH
WHEN THINGS DON’T WORK OUT
YOU WANT TO STAND AND SCREAM AND SHOUT
AND SAY “ENOUGH’S ENOUGH”
EVERY DAY A DILEMMA
HOW CAN YOU MAKE IT THROUGH
EVERY DAY IT’S LIKE THEM A-
GAINST YOU-KNOW-WHO
BUT YOU GOTTA HOLD ON
AND YOU GOTTA HOLD TIGHT
AND YOU GOTTA TAKE EVERY DAY THE WAY THAT IT COMES
‘CAUSE IF YOU CAN HOLD ON
AND IF YOU CAN HOLD TIGHT
THEN I’M TELLING YOU THAT EVERYTHING’LL WORK OUT
YOU’LL FIND YOUR WAY AND
EVERYTHING IS GONNA BE ALL RIGHT
WHEN YOU FEEL ALONE
AND YOU FEEL STRANDED – ON YOUR OWN
AND DAYS ARE REALLY ROUGH
THOUGH THINGS MAY LOOK BLEAK
AND LIFE IS KIND OF UP THE CREEK
YOU GOTTA CALL LIFE’S BLUFF
AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL
THERE’S A BEAUTIFUL LIGHT
NO MORE GLOOM ‘CAUSE THE SUN’LL
BE SHINING BRIGHT
SO YOU GOTTA HOLD ON
AND YOU GOTTA HOLD TIGHT
AND YOU GOTTA TAKE EVERY DAY THE WAY THAT IT COMES
‘CAUSE IF YOU CAN HOLD ON
AND IF YOU CAN HOLD TIGHT
THEN I’M TELLING YOU THAT EVERYTHING’LL WORK OUT
YOU’LL FIND YOUR WAY AND
EVERYTHING IS GONNA BE ALL RIGHT
EVERYTHING IS GONNA BE ALL RIGHT.
So, I look at that or I listen to it, and I know I did something good, made a good message with a pleasant tune. It’s hard to keep on keeping on sometimes, but you can’t let the bad stuff win. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
Yesterday, I was pondering the imponderables quite a bit and then I got bored of it and pondered some ponderables, just to switch things up. I got about seven hours of sleep and was up by ten. I answered e-mails, did work on the computer, had a telephonic call, organized some stuff, put out the first attempts for casting the December Kritzerland show, and then I went to Gelson’s, having every intention of doing what I said I would do – buy some stuff and cook at home. And yet, as I perused the chicken breasts, the hamburger meat, the steaks, nothing spoke to me, nothing looked appetizing. So, I moseyed on over to the deli department and was going to buy some of those good drumettes they have, but they didn’t look so good. I looked at the fruit – that didn’t look good. I looked at the Lean Cuisines and those all looked gross, even though they’re having a two for five-dollar sale and I could eat three of them and still be under 1000 calories. So, I left Gelson’s, picked up a couple of packages, and then was going to go get two chicken breasts from Popeye’s but turned the wrong way and ended up at Jerry’s Deli – big surprise. So, I had a turkey sandwich and a side of fries and that was that.
Then I came home, did some work at the piano, organized a bit more, and then started proofing the script of Welcome to My World and realized there was still some stuff in there that shouldn’t be there. So, Sami’s mom has broken down one of the performances we shot and is sending me all the monologues so I can check them against the script. That’s the best way to do it, I think. Then I did one of my DVD and Blu and Ray purges and picked out about a hundred discs to get rid of. If it’s something I’ll never watch again, out it’s going. Then I sat on my couch like so much fish.
Last night, I watched the first segment in the Japanese film entitled Kwaidan. I like the film, but I never remember any of the stories, so it’s always like seeing it for the first time. It’s visually a very interesting film and the transfer seems very nice. I’ll probably finish it this evening. After that, I just relaxed, had another telephonic conversation and that was that.
Today is more of the same. Proofing the script, uploading some Kritzerland videos from last Sunday’s show to share with you, I’ll eat, I’ll hopefully pick up packages, and then at some point I’ll relax.
Tomorrow and the weekend are more of the same of the same more of.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, proof, upload, eat, hopefully pick up packages, write, finish casting, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: What do you do to get yourself out of being down in the dumps? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, hoping I’ve pondered just about all the imponderables there are and that everything is gonna be all right – in one way or the another.