Well, dear readers, it is very late and I must write these here notes in a hurry because to be this late is most unseemly and to be this unseemly is most late. That was quite poetic, don’t you think? Well, it was either poetic, pathetic, or unseemly, not necessarily in that order. Enough preamble say I and I say enough preamble because we don’t need no stinking amble right now, pre or otherwise.
First of all, we had our first casting session for A Carol Christmas. It was fun, we saw some talented folks, and it was three pleasant hours. After, we went to the Coral Café, figured out who we’re calling back, and made three decisions on people we’re happy with and simply want to cast. We are most likely going to have to bring in a few outside people and we’ll attend to that after we’ve cast everyone we possibly can from within the theatre membership. The only monkey wrench is that callbacks were supposed to occur next Monday evening but I’d forgotten that I’m committed on that night to be one of the judges for Michael Sterling’s annual singing contest, which I can’t get out of, and I also have to judge the finals of it the week after. The problem is that our theatre is booked solid with other stuff, so we’re probably going to have to cast away from the theater, perhaps even at my house or they have rehearsal studios next door to the theatre and we could do it there although there is a cost there. I’m hoping we can do it next Tuesday and see the couple of actors who are in the current play there an hour prior to their rehearsal beginning. We’ll figure it all out I’m sure. But I’m happy with the three people we’re definite about and I’m equally sure that we’ll end up casting at least five or six people from the callbacks, maybe even more.
I ate the best thing I’ve ever had at the Coral Café. I look at it on the menu every time I’m there, but have never gone for it, but this time I asked our nice waitress if she liked it and she told me it’s her favorite thing to eat there and that was good enough for me. And it was great – chicken fried steak and country gravy, with some mashed potatoes and vegetables and even a dinner salad. I’ll definitely be having that again. I was a very happy food camper.
Prior to all that, I’d had an okay day but did none of the things I was supposed to, like make a show order or write liner notes. I got eight hours of sleep, answered e-mails, had some telephonic calls, and then I went and had a light lunch of a grilled cheese sandwich, after which I picked up packages and no mail. I came home, listened to music and lost track of time whilst worrying about needed miracles – could really use a major one this morning upon arising so please send your strongest most excellent vibes and xylophones if you would.
I shaved, showered, and then it was time to mosey on over to the theatre. The rest you know.
Today, I shall hope to awaken to some kind of desperately needed miracle, I’ll definitely do a show order and write liner notes, and get two releases ready to announce at some point this week. I think something else is happening but I cannot remember what. I’ll eat, hopefully pick up packages, and at some point relax.
Tomorrow, I have lots o’ stuff – a visitor, a meeting with the costume designer for A Carol Christmas, and writing commentary. The rest of the week is meetings and meals, meeting with the fellow who’ll be designing the sound for A Carol Christmas, and trying to survive.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, pray for a very necessary major miracle, do a show order, write liner notes, prepare two releases for announcing, eat, hopefully pick up packages, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your all-time favorite fried foods? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to have had a nice first casting session.