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February 14, 2018:


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Well, dear readers, it was quite weird to have a day not entering fixes. Not that I needed a fix or anything, but it was just weird. I kept thinking, “I need to enter fixes,” and yet there were no fixes to enter. In any case, welcome to the notes. As I type them I am listening to the amazing violin concerto of Mr. Samuel Barber in its definitive performance by Isaac Stern with Leonard Bernstein and the New York Philharmonic – it’s breathtakingly brilliant and beautiful, not necessarily in that order.

Yesterday was not an unpleasant day and for that I am always grateful. I got about seven hours of sleep, maybe a bit less. Then the garage organizing began. There are still a huge number of boxes left, but it’s getting done, little by little, bit by bit, putting it together. I had some lunch at a local coffee shop I’ve been meaning to go to since moving here – it’s called Corky’s and it’s very retro and fun – it was formerly The Lamplighter. I’d been there only once before and I think I had eggs benedict and it wasn’t that great. But yesterday I had a sandwich – turkey, Swiss, cole slaw and Russian dressing on grilled rye and it was fantastic. For my side I had onion rings – but it was only a handful of very teeny-tiny ones, so it was actually just a perfect-sized meal.

Then I came back home and did more garage stuff, some work at the piano (almost finished with a new song for the show I’m writing), some work on the computer, gathered a good deal of the music for the Kritzerland show, which I’ll now get to the singers. And then in yet another weird coincidence someone on Facebook posted something that happened to them as a kid – right out of the new book, in fact a pretty key plot point. I have never written a book before that has had this many weird coincidences come at me. And this book, in may ways, is about coincidences. The weirdest of them was so weird that I actually used it in the book’s second half – too interesting not to, and I’m thinking some people may think it’s not possible, but it happened, so it is possible. Then I picked up one tiny little package, which I have to return as it had the wrong CD in it, then came home and sat on my couch like so much fish.

Last night, I finished watching a motion picture entitled Francis Ha on the Flix of Net. It’s one of those indie things, a Noah Baumbach thing, this one co-written by and starring Greta Gerwig, from Ladybird, someone I am not terribly fond of right now because of her jumping on the anti-Woody Allen bandwagon without knowing a damn thing about the actual, you know, facts. Anyway, this is a very self-indulgent film trying its hardest to be all French New Wave, Woody Allen (funny that), but it has no real plot and just ambles along from scene to scene on whatever “charm” Ms. Gerwig thinks she has. I found it tedious and don’t really understand why Criterion, for example, would deem it worthy of a special edition Blu-ray, but what do I know?

After that, I listened to music, had a telephonic call, and that was that.

Today, I’m not sure what all is happening – I’m still hoping Grant will get the book into his design program – once he’s done that it goes really quickly. I’ll eat, hopefully pick up packages, then get singers their music.

Tomorrow is more of the same, Friday I’m seeing some edited video and may be having a lunch, Saturday is a birthday dinner, and Sunday I’m seeing a play.

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, eat, hopefully pick up packages, get singers music, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Ask BK Day, the day in which you get to ask me or any dear reader 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, already craving the great sandwich I had yesterday.

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