Well, dear readers, it is late and I must write these here notes in a hurry whilst I still have a functioning brain. Actually, I quite certain that there are some people who think I do not have a functioning brain, but that’s another story. So, whilst I have a functioning brain, here are some notes for your mental delectation.
Yesterday was an interesting day on certain levels. I got up. That was interesting. Seven-and-a-half hours of sleep. I did the usual morning things – answered e-mails, had telephonic conversations, and then I was reminded that I had to see a club act last night. So, I sat down and signed all the books, put in the little extras that come with it, and got all that done. This time around each book is signed with a quote from the book – different one in each signed copy. That’s why it took a couple of hours to do, but it was fun.
I made myself a tortilla with cheese and onions to tide myself over until dinner at the club. Then I sat on my couch like so much fish and watched more episodes of Aquarius. It became very clear as I got to the final three that everyone involved in the series had no idea NBC was going to cancel it, although they should have, as it was a very low-rated show with a small, but loyal audience. I’m not sure who thought this could carry across six seasons (the plan) but, no, I simply don’t think audiences wanted to see that much of this story, especially as many of the characters and storylines were already way past their expiry date. So, naturally they wrapped up nothing, which was kind of really inane but that’s what they to today – everything is a blackout, a cliffhanger, designed to get you to return. Somehow television survived many decades without having season finales at all – they just ended the season with a regular show and then came back and picked up again, presuming they were picked up. One suspects the people involved in this were probably cocky, but who knows? All we know is they left everything hanging and of course didn’t get to resolve anything at all.
Then I got ready, left the books in the garage for the helper to pick up and ship (she did, and they all went to the post office last night), and went and picked up a couple of packages, then drove to Doug Haverty’s as he was going to drive us (he, his ever-lovin’ Dorathy, and li’l ol’ me). We drove over to the Gardenia – I hadn’t been in about three years, maybe more. Tom Rolla, whose club it was, passed away, so the wonderful Nichole, who kind of ran things anyway, took over and is doing a wonderful job. We all love Nichole. There were about three new menu items, which was nice to see, as the menu never changed in all the years I went there. I had a shrimp cocktail and the salmon, so a very light meal for the likes of me. We were there to see Alexis Gershwin, niece of George and Ira, who has to be right up there near Richard Sherman’s age. She sang Gershwin songs, naturally. All one need say is that you just have to admire anyone of that age who gets up and does things, especially this kind of thing, performing in front of people. Certainly, she has my admiration.
After that, I came home and began listening to the one Gabriel Faure piece I’ve never actually heard, naturally his most famous work, the Requiem. Go know. It’s really beautiful and the performance on this CD, conducted by Neville Marriner, is quite nice in very good sound.
Today, I have a few things to do, I’ll eat something light but amusing (I may go sit somewhere, as I’ve eaten here all week), I’ll hopefully pick up some packages, and then we have our second Kritzerland rehearsal, which begins at six and will go to about eight-thirty or nine. Then I can relax.
Tomorrow is a ME day, although, believe it or not, I really have to start choosing songs for the May Kritzerland. Saturday is our stumble-through day, and then Sunday is sound check and show. We’re about halfway to sold out, so hopefully we’ll get many more reservations in the next two days.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, do a few things, eat, hopefully pick up packages, have a rehearsal, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite quotes from Shakespeare? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, thankful the my still functioning brain was still functioning.