Well, dear readers, I am sitting here like so much fish trying to figure out where the HELL yesterday went? One minute it was here, the next it was time to write these here notes. It was like a disappearing day and as night follows day, a disappearing night, as well. I did get eight hours of sleep, arising at eleven o’clock. It was a rather noisy morning, however, what with the dinging of a text, the ringing of the phone, and the loud workers next door. I slept through most of the dinging and the ringing, but it was the loud workers – that was the most annoying thing.
Once up, I answered e-mails, had telephonic calls, did some work on the computer, then I went to the mail place, where I was hoping the important envelope had arrived (it was due on Saturday), but alas, hopes were dashed as there was nothing at all in the box, even though some packages were also due (those arrived at four so I didn’t retrieve them). Then I went up the street and got two mild chicken breasts from Popeye’s for food. The gal who did my order was so obviously new – she squinted at it, squinted at it over and over – I mean – two mild breasts and two biscuits isn’t brain surgery. She had to be reminded which shelf had the mild breasts, but in addition to the two biscuits she also stuffed the box with fries. I found that out because I suspected she’d done something wrong and I thankfully opened the box before driving away. So, I brought it back in, had them get rid of the fries, and on my way I went.
I came home and ate the two breasts and two biscuits. The biscuits are always good, and usually the breasts are two. But this wasn’t the best batch I’ve had, unfortunately – it was okay, but usually I really like their chicken. And that was all I ended up eating for the day. Then I shaved and showered, and then it was time for our rehearsal for the Group Rep show.
We had about eight people yesterday and the rest come on Thursday. I was hoping everyone would know their songs perfectly – that’s what we asked of them – but while they were mostly familiar, they weren’t really off book yet. I was strong about the duet people getting together on their own and working those numbers until they can do them in their sleep. And the soloists have to do the same. But I can see that if everyone gives me their A game it should be an entertaining little show. The songs are all fun and carefully chosen to show everyone off in the best light, just like we do at Kritzerland. We were done around seven.
We have one number in the show that I had a funny idea for, and it involves writing a second set of specialty lyrics for the gag, so I worked on that for quite a while – I’ll try to finish that up today. I also heard five more auditions split between the two books. One was excellent but I have a couple of minor concerns that I’ll talk to that person about, but none of the others were quite right for either book. Then I had a long conversation with Muse Margaret, who’s going to listen to three or four of these tomorrow – very curious to see what she thinks. Then I finally listened to some music – going through a Hindemith box set, interesting music, well-performed, but most of this first disc is chamber music, which I don’t love all that much.
Today, I will hopefully pick up the important envelope, and I know there will be a few packages to retrieve, I’ll eat, perhaps at the food court at the nearby mall, and I’ve got to make several important telephonic calls, too. I’ll finish the specialty lyrics and get them to the singer – I’m very pleased to probably be the only lyricist to use colonoscopy in a song. Then I’ll relax and perhaps watch something on some device or other.
Tomorrow, I think David Wechter and I will have a meal somewhere fun, and it will be nice to catch up with him. Thursday is the second half of this first Group Rep rehearsal, with a few more people than we had the first day. Not sure what’s happening on Friday, but I think there might be a dinner or lunch thing happening on the weekend, although I can’t remember what or who it might be with. And then we go right into the Kritzerland rehearsals.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, hopefully pick up an important envelope and packages, I must eat, make telephonic calls, finish the specialty lyrics, and then relax. Today’s topic of discussion: Where have you had the best fried chicken? In restaurants, fast food, and home-cooked? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, hoping that there won’t be too much ringing and dinging and loud workers and that the day and night won’t disappear quite so quickly.