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 therefore be up all too soon. Have you ever been up all too soon? If so, how did all too soon feel about it? So, I am sitting here like so much fish, listening to some French music from France, namely a delightful six-minute Concertino for Piano and Orchestra by Jean Francaix. He was quite a delightful composer. Passover began and yet I ate no matzoh due to my horrid experience with the stale matzoh the other night. Good Friday also happened and yet I ate no fish. Isn’t that what you’re supposed to eat on Good Friday? Some what is it, fish? I have no idea what one is supposed to do on Good Friday other than try to have a good Friday.
My Friday was certainly good – not great, not bad, just good. I only got about six hours of sleep due to texts and ringing landline and cell phones and then a knocking at the door. Most irritating. Once up, after putting my irritation aside, I answered the usual plethora of e-mails, did some work on the computer, but never got around to making a show order – in fact, I kept thinking about it and never did it. I did go and get a chili, cheese, and onion grilled hot dog and a side Caesar salad at Jerry’s Deli – it was pretty empty in there, I must say and I did say. Once finished there, I moseyed on over to the mail place and picked up one package, even though others were due – they actually didn’t arrive until after six so I’ll get them today.
After that, I came home, listened to music, did some work on the computer, had some telephonic conversations, went back-and-forth with the Kritzerland rehearsal schedule and got that all worked out, and then finally sat on my couch like so much fish.
Last night, I watched the first ten minutes of some movie called The Big Fix, with Richard Dreyfuss and a lot of good actors. The hope was that it would become a series of film featuring private eye Moses Wine. I found the first ten minutes fairly insufferable, actually, but worse is the transfer. I think Twilight Time accepted it because they wanted to get other stuff out of Universal. But it’s just not up to snuff – it’s off a fading internegative, looks sharpened, has way too much grain, and not normal grain – I don’t know if I’ll be able to stomach much more of it, but I’ll give it the old college try.
After that, it was more music, having a few snacks, and then I got an expected call from a woman director in New York who wanted to query me about an actress I’ve worked with. I gave my highest recommendation and talked her up but good. Hopefully she’ll get the part and if she does you all will be the first to know about it. I shaved because I was kind of looking like a derelict, and also showered, so I wouldn’t have to get up too early.
Today, I’ll be up early, then I have to immediately go and buy Windex, which I forgot to do. Then I’ll go have a light breakfast, hopefully pick up packages, and then I’m laying low, resting, watching, listening, making a show order, and writing commentary, not necessarily in that order.
Tomorrow will be more of the same, and then next week is busy with meetings and meals, a work session for the Kritzerland show, and whatever else needs doing.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up early, buy Windex, have a light breakfast, hopefully pick up packages, rest, watch, listen, make a show order, write commentary, and that’s about it. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite songs of Mr. Harry Warren? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to have had a Friday that was Good, and hoping all our Jewish dear readers had a nice Passover.