Well, dear readers, I must write these here notes in a hurry for she of the Evil Eye will be here all too soon and I must get some semblance of beauty sleep so that I may radiate beauty from every pore, or at the very least from ever pour and/or poor. I must radiate something because yesterday I radiated nothing whatsoever. I think the reason for that is because yesterday didn’t feel like Friday to me even though it was Friday. I couldn’t put my finger on it, mostly because it is having a me, too moment and doesn’t want my finger anywhere near it. It simply didn’t feel like a Friday and therefore my mind was in a daze of a haze pretty much the entire day and evening.
I was up at eight-thirty and finally fell back asleep around ten-thirty, sleeping until noon for a total of about six hours of sleep. Once up, I answered e-mails and did a few things on the computer, then I moseyed on over to the mail place where I picked up no mail and a few little packages. I stopped at Gelson’s for an onion, some butter, and something else I can’t remember, then I came home and made two tuna sandwiches for the meal o’ the day.
I listened to a lot of music, all of it interesting in one way or another – some film stuff by classical and jazz composers, but mostly classical by the likes of Honegger, Faure, Ibert, and others. I find it very pleasurable and I’ve listened to about fifty CDs in the last few days. They’re all in iTunes, but eventually I’ll prune the ones I won’t listen to again. One of these fine days all these CDs will be on shelves again and won’t that be nice?
I did sit on my couch like so much tired fish and tried to watch a motion picture on DVD entitled Beware, My Lovely, but I just couldn’t get with it. It looks like a good movie, however and I’ll definitely watch it once I’m past the Kritzerland show. I also watched a bit of The Golden Head, a 70mm film shown on the big Cinerama screens, a pretty rare film at that, starring George Sanders and Buddy Hackett. It’s looks like it’s not a very good film but I’ll finish it up at some point.
Then I had some crackers and some caramels, listened to lots more music, then decided to shave and shower last night so I could sleep a bit later in the morning.
Today, I’ll be up early and I’ll go have a light breakfast, do a few things that need doing, hopefully pick up some packages, and then come home and get everything ready for our stumble-through. At three we do our stumble-through and then some of us will go out for a meal or, if no one wants to, I’ll just make something here, which is probably the better idea anyway. Then I’ll relax, watch stuff, listen to music, and rest my voice, which is already feeling weary.
Tomorrow, I can sleep till about eleven, then I’ll relax until it’s time to get ready. Then I’ll mosey on over to Vitello’s and we’ll have our sound check, then we do our show. I’m sure some of us will go downstairs after for a bite to eat. Monday I need to rest, finish choosing songs, get them to our singers, and get a new release ready to announce. We should be shipping Jerome Kern early in the week, or so I’ve been told. And the other two will ship shortly thereafter, I think. Tuesday I have a lunch meeting, and the rest of the week is meetings and meals, I’ll try to set up a book signing at a store that talked to me about doing that, and catch up on stuff. Plus, we’re going to start moving stuff out of our storage facility next week, so we’ve got to figure all that out.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up early, have a light breakfast, do a few things, have a stumble-through, eat something else light, and then relax and rest my voice. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite large-format films, those epics in Cinerama or 70mm or even 55mm. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy that the Friday that didn’t feel like a Friday is done and that we’re having a Saturday that feels like a Saturday.