Well, dear readers, this week is flying by, like a gazelle doing a loop-de-loop. Does anyone still do a loop-de-loop? More importantly, what the HELL is a loop-de-loop anyway? Oh, it’s a roller coaster thing. And a song by the Beach Boys. Now we can continue with these here notes now that we have that important information that we can someday pass on to our grandchildren. Of course, I have no grandchildren since the Darling Daughter was not interested in such things. What the HELL am I talking about? Loop-de-loop? Grandchildren? This is obtuse even by our obtuse standards.
Yesterday was a perfectly okay day. The alarm didn’t go off, but my internal alarm did so I didn’t oversleep. I think I got close to eight hours. Once up, I did the usual morning things – printed out a few more orders, answered a plethora of e-mails, had a telephonic conversation, and then went and had a tiny one-person pepperoni pizza, which was very good. Then I picked up a tiny package and some mail, did some banking, and then came home.
And then I didn’t stop doing stuff until about an hour ago. I think we’re almost fully cast for Kritzerland now – just waiting on one female performer. There was a bit of Levi work to do, just organizational stuff, and the Indiegogo campaign did not go up again and we must RECTIFY that situation right now, oh, yes, we must RECTIFY that situation right now or there will be some serious loop-de-loop around these here parts. Let’s DO this damn thing and reach our goal. There were other telephonic calls, I relaxed a bit, and lots of back-and-forth about today’s Richard Sherman event and getting all those details settled.
At some point, I went and put gas in the motor car, and got some nutmeats for my evening snack. Then I listened to music, did work on the computer, and am still without a young boy for Levi, so I had to put THAT word out again. I had several kids send me auditions – the first kid I offered it to – wait for it – lives in New York – no one had thought it important to mention that factoid to me. The next boy I went to is in a show and it’s too many conflicts. The third boy decided he had commitments that somehow mom didn’t know about. I gotta tell you. If someone had offered me the chance to be in a world premiere of a Sherman Brothers musical I would have done whatever it took to make it work, but that’s not how today works, sadly. Hopefully I’ll find someone by tomorrow – if not, I’ll set up auditions and put it on the casting services. I took a hot shower, and that was the day and that was the evening.
Today, I’ll be up by nine, I’ll do the usual stuff, then I’ll get ready and be on my way to Richard Sherman’s home environment. We’ll be picked up at noon and drive to the County of Orange. We’ll go onstage immediately and get Richard seated and comfortable, while we do a quick sound check.
Then at two-thirty we do our little thing we do – I ask questions, Richard tells wonderful stories, we have Susan Egan and Bret Shuford singing, I do a couple of songs at the end, we open it for a brief Q&A, then some donors will do photo ops and meet Richard, and then at five the car will take us back home. I will, of course, have a full report for you.
The rest of the week is meetings and meals, tomorrow I’m seeing a show at LACC and picking up our set model so I can think about some staging stuff in advance, and finalizing song choices for Kritzerland, making a show order, writing commentary, and doing Levi stuff.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up by nine, be on my way to Richard Sherman’s, be on our way to Orange County, do our show, come home, and, at some point eat something. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Ask BK Day, the day in which you get to ask me or any dear readers any old question you like and we get to give any old answer we like. So, let’s have loads of lovely questions and loads of lovely answers and loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy in the knowledge of what a loop-de-loop is.