Well, dear readers, we had us a pretty excellent stumble-through with our cast of ten Kritzerland kids yesterday. No real fumbles or lyric problems at all. The pace worked well as did the structure, so that was good. I took a lot of little notes and then worked with everyone afterwards on those small but necessary notes. Unfortunately, our one male young person never made it because he was stuck on the 101 freeway at Calabasas, not moving for over two hours. That was due to some piece of merde domestic abuse person in a stolen car leading the police and highway patrol on a chase. These people are so retarded, and I know we’re not supposed to use that word anymore, but it’s the best word I can think of, these people who do this are so retarded, put people’s lives in danger and what do they think? Do they think they’re going to elude the police and highway patrol? They can’t. There is no scenario where they can do that, so how, I wonder, do they think it’s going to end? In this case, it ended as most do, with the idiot crashing his car on the freeway and creating a stand-off with police. Again, what does he think is going to happen? There are only two possibilities – one, they’re going to arrest him eventually or two, they’re going to kill him. I this case it was the latter. And hundreds of people have their days ruined because this jerk, this spousal abuser in a stolen car can’t put two and two together and figure out that the end is going to be the end no matter what he does. I don’t know how long the kid was stuck there ultimately, but he’ll meet with our MD at two tomorrow to go over his material because like everyone he needs his rehearsal time. I filled in for him on his duet because Hadley Belle Miller and I have done it before so it was easy to do.
Prior to that, I’d only gotten maybe five hours of sleep, then had to get up for she of the Evil Eye. Normally, I would have left soon thereafter, but instead I stayed and futzed and finessed and wrote two new pages. Then I went to the mail place and shipped something, but it was still early so I went to Jerry’s Deli, but the parking lot was full and I wasn’t about to not sit at one of my favored booths. So, I drove over to Corky’s and had a light breakfast there. Two eggs over medium, bacon, and an English muffin. The eggs were good and so was the English muffin, but the bacon wasn’t all that great tasting. After that I came right home, wrote another three pages, and then it was time for our stumble-through.
After we finished, Peyton Kirkner, her mom, and I went to Barone’s for our A Carol Christmas post mortem meal. The present I’m giving her unfortunately wasn’t ready so she’ll get that next week. Peyton and I both had the shrimp scampi, and I had a salad with it. We also had the cranberry sorbet, which was kind of great. I wanted Peyton to know how proud I was of her in our show, and how good her comic instincts are and that she should trust them completely. I told her she learned the word I wanted her to learn – consistency – and she was pretty damn consistent, and when she’s occasionally would be a little low energy or go to sad-land (easy to do with that role, but you just can’t) she was ALWAYS aware of it and ALWAYS corrected it for the next performance. She’s something very special, this young gal.
After that, I came home and went right to work. I did another six pages or so for a total of ten, finally took a little break, then wrote another five for a total of fifteen. I’m at a key turning point in the book and from here on in it’s straight ahead to the finish in terms of plot forward momentum. The rain pretty much stopped in the afternoon and hasn’t returned, but I had a few allergy problems because of it.
Today, I’ll hopefully arise after a good night’s beauty sleep, I’ll futz and finesse and try to get as many pages done as possible, but certainly not less the six or seven. Then I’ll get ready, after which I’ll mosey on over to Vitello’s for our sound check and show. I’m sure some of us will go out for a bite after, and then I’ll come home and do another seven or eight pages if I’ve got any brain left.
Tomorrow, I’ll be up early and praying that the HUGE gamble I took on Friday pays off – please keep sending your most excellent vibes and xylophones for the HUGE gamble to pay off. After futzing and finessing, I’ll print out pages, Xerox pages, and deliver pages to Muse Margaret. Then I’ll come home, write liner notes, write new pages, and wait for Muse Margaret’s call. I’ll eat, hopefully pick up packages, and write. The rest of the week is writing, meetings and meals, a rehearsal for the upcoming film music concert at the Autry, and whatever else needs doing.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, arise after a good night’s beauty sleep, I must futz and finesse and write new pages, I must do a sound check and then do a show. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s free-for-all day, the day in which you dear readers get to make with the topics and we all get to post about them. So, let’s have loads of lovely topics and loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to have had a no-stumble stumble-through.