Well, dear readers, I must write these here notes in a hurry for she of the Evil Eye will be here all too soon, which means I shall not be here all too soon, meaning I must get up early. I only got about six hours of sleep due to an extreme bout of Active Brain Syndrome and after finally falling asleep I was up two hours later and could not fall asleep for two hours. I got up around eleven-thirty.
I awoke to a horrible e-mail from the pressing plant saying they’d discovered a typo on the spine of the Alan Jay Lerner album. I know collectors well enough that there is no way we could let that slide, so we are having to reprint the inlay cards, which effectively kills whatever little profit we might have made from that title. I’ve always been told that the spines are a cut and paste thing so it never occurred to me to check it, but alas Revisited became Revised. Oh, well. Rather than unpackage 500 CDs and package them up again, which would cost even more money, we’ll just include the new inlay card with the CDs and people can swap it out.
Then I went and picked up some packages, stopped at Ralph’s for the wrap I like but the one I like was sold out so I got a different kind. I came home and ate the different kind and didn’t like it nearly as well. After that, I finished casting the Kritzerland show, although I may look for a guest who can do one or two songs. I also pretty much finished choosing songs so I have to go locate some charts in the garage, then I’ll get everyone their stuff.
Then I just relaxed and listened to music. My voice is still weaker than I would like and I’m quite over this nonsense. I’ve been really good for an entire week, speaking only a few times each day, but there are times it feels like I’m finally rid of all the phlegm and that it’s getting stronger and then two hours later it’s back to being weak. I’m still hoping it will be fine for the reading, because I really have to sock home sixteen songs in a row and that’s not that easy when I’m at full strength. For example, right now as I write these here notes I cannot stop clearing my throat of phlegm and every time I do it it makes the old voice weaker still. As Miss Barbra Streisand and Miss Donna Summer said, enough is enough.
Then I got ready and moseyed on over to attend an opening night. It was a Neil Simon play, his farce Rumors. I believe I’d seen it once before in a not so hot production, so it was nice to see it in a better way. But, you know, comedy is hard, and farce is harder than comedy. There was one not good choice for the piece that I won’t go into detail about, but it just doesn’t work for this play. The audience laughed quite a bit and it was good to finally get out after a week of spending just about all my time at home. There was the usual opening party after but I just made an appearance and left. I stopped once again at Ralph’s because I hadn’t eaten enough, so I just got some junk food – sour cream and onion chips, some beef sticks, and some cashew Poppycock. Just had a little of each item, then I took all my preventatives and that was that.
Today, I’ll be up early and then I’ll go have a light breakfast, hopefully pick up some packages, and then I’ll come back home. At three, little Peyton Kirkner arrives and we’ll go over her song – it’s the only song that will be sung at the private reading by someone other than me, but I have to make sure she’s timing all the interior dialogue correctly – so we’ll run that a few times. Then I’ll teach her the tiny bit she sings in one other song. Then Hartley Powers arrives and we’ll do a little read-through of Hartley and Peyton’s long scene at the end of the show, just to make sure the timing is right. After that I’m sure we’ll go out and have a bite to eat – where will be the question. Then I’ll stay in for the evening and relax.
Tomorrow is an all relaxing day although I may have to do a quick Costco run at some point, as I need a few more folding chairs for this reading. Monday I will do nothing but rest my voice, then Tuesday is our private reading. Wednesday I’m attending the Sherman Brothers event at the Academy and attending that reception. That should be fun. Then the rest of the week is work sessions, meetings and meals, and all that kind of stuff.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, eat a light breakfast, hopefully pick up packages, have a work session, eat, and then relax. Today’s topic of discussion: What were your favorite disco songs and disco singers? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, at least happy that the mistake was caught and that we’ve revised the Revised.