Well, dear readers, today is the day we will fix Mac Mail or I will simply delete it in its entirety because frankly I have had it up to my ear and eyeballs. I was hoping it would right itself but nooooo, that would be too easy. It not only did not right itself, it continued to wrong itself. It’s not synching with my phone, therefor the 130 messages I’ve read and deleted are STILL on the phone mail. It’s quite infuriatingly infuriating and there were moments last evening where I thought I was going to have an actual heart attack because it wouldn’t send anything and not only that it would not save it to the outgoing folder, it would just disappear. So, to actually send things I had to go to the AOL site. And on top of all THAT merde, I was told there were three updates to do – not one, not two, but three – iTunes, Safari, and a security update. So, I told it to do the update. And of course Mac Mail would not let the computer shut down until I forced quit it. And then it finally shut down, and it installed and restarted pretty quickly. My elation with that was short-lived however and short-lived turned into short-livid. It only installed the iTunes and Safari updates. So, to install the security update I had to restart AGAIN, and that one took twenty minutes to complete. We’re obviously up and running, so that’s lovely.
Otherwise, yesterday had its moments in between the heartaches of Mac Mail. I got six hours of sleep, answered e-mails however I could, heard more auditions (they’re coming in pretty regularly – still haven’t heard any that made me go “aha” but I could probably work with a couple of them), then put the audition thing on Facebook to see if anyone was interested, and I did get several people asking if they could audition. Of course, Facebook lately has been working about as well as Mac Mail, i.e. not at all. Then I got ready and then moseyed on over to the Autry Museum for a pow-wow as well as a wow-pow. I met our new musical director and also the lady who’s putting together an eight-person chorus for this particular concert. I think she especially was wary of me and a little defensive at that start, because I really should have met her when the producer met her. But it only took me about thirty seconds to win her over, because I’ve been doing this for a VERY long time and have learned how to handle that sort of thing. Right at the top, she cast a steely gaze at me and said, “And what do you have to do with this?” I smiled and replied, “I AM this.” Our producer had apparently neglected to tell her that there was an actual director involved and that said director is involved in every decision and aspect. She understood immediately and because I know what I’m talking about, she was happy there was a captain of the ship. The musical director took even less time because whatever he said or whatever name he brought up I had a quick answer and I knew all the names and had worked with all of them many times.
We scoped out the space again and made some preliminary decisions about the layout of the band, chorus, and our soloists. Then we went back to the café and yakked some more, but by that time everyone was laughing and knew that this was going to be fun and stress-free, the environment I always strive to create.
I’d decided not to eat at the café, so we wrapped up around four and I headed over to the mail place, picked up some packages, then stopped at Taco Bell for a quick and easy meal o’ the day, which I brought home and ate straight away. I then listened to music, screamed at the mail program, which refused to hear me or do anything about how ridiculous its being, I had some telephonic calls, I chose more songs – I’m actually finished choosing for the Group Rep but still have two more to choose for Kritzerland. Until I do, I can’t make a show order. I think both songs will be uptempos and I’ll get them chosen this day.
Then the computer informed me I had to do three updates, and that you already know about. Once these here notes are posted, I’ll watch the latest episode of Fosse/Verdon.
Today, I’ll hopefully arise after a good night’s beauty sleep, then I’ll choose the two songs, hopefully pick up packages, then have a meeting at Vitello’s. After that, I’ll eat something light – I have been a little how shall we say – out of control the last two days and that has to stop. Now, when I say out of control that means that, for example, the day before yesterday I had 2,000 calories – not that much in the actual scheme of things, and yesterday I probably had 1400 calories, also not that much, but it feels like too much. Then I hope to be able to relax. Oh, and in the morning hours I’ll call Apple and we’ll either straighten out this issue or goodbye yellow brick Mac Mail.
Tomorrow, I’m not sure what’s going on, but tomorrow night there may be a little supper with the wonderful Charles Busch near the theater where he’s performing. That’s not confirmed yet. Saturday I have a lunch thing, and Sunday will be a ME day because next week we have our first set of rehearsals for the Group Rep thing.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, arise, choose the final two songs, get those singers their music, hopefully pick up packages, have a meeting, eat, call Apple, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Ask BK Day, the day in which you get to ask me or any dear reader any old question you like and we get to give any old answer we like. So, let’s have loads of lovely questions and loads of lovely answers and loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, hoping that the Mac Mail Madness will be over soon.