Well, dear readers, I am sitting here like so much fish, listening to music as I struggle to keep my eyes open due to way too little sleep, like maybe four hours. For whatever reason, I awoke just before six and could not get back to sleep. I couldn’t even get front to sleep. I could not sleep, no matter back or front. As soon as she of the Evil Eye arrived, I made a bee-line for Jerry’s Deli for a light breakfast that turned out to be anything but light. I didn’t feel like my usual bacon, eggs, toast, and fruit thing, so instead I got a breakfast burrito. The advertised version has eggs, cheese, onions, potatoes, and tomatoes, but I get it with just eggs, cheese, and onions. It comes with Spanish rice and guacamole, sour cream, and salsa, all of which I slather on the thing. It was ever so tasty, though, and I had no plans of eating anything but that, save for the Jell-O-like thing.
I managed to kill quite a bit of time there, then I took a little drive. I wanted to know exactly where the Sherman Oaks KFC was, and now I do. I’ve been meaning to try a couple of things there, since I have not had KFC since the late 1970s. Then I finally came home and a little while later, she of the Evil Eye went on her merry way and I was left to my own devices, like my computer, iPhone, iTunes, and a few others. First, I listened to some of the re-recorded lines for the Adriana book and they were much better, so that was good, and I told her to edit those in and finish recording the others. Then we’ll discuss the last of the fixes.
After that, I decided to finish watching 55 Days at Peking. I’m not at all certain I’d ever actually finished the film. I think I always watch the first forty minutes, enjoy them, but never get around to watching the rest. Well, it’s really quite a good film – beautifully directed and photographed, quite a spectacle, in the best sense of the word, with excellent performances – I especially liked Flora Robson, Robert Helpmann, Mr. Heston, Miss Gardner, Mr. John Ireland, and the little girl, who was kind of the heart of the film, even though she has a small but key role. And I have to say the Dimitri Tiomkin score is one of his best and the main theme is a beauty – not So Little Time, but the theme that accompanies the girl when she’s trying to see her father. I have the two-CD release somewhere, but I fear it’s in a box high up on a shelf and there’s no way for me to get in those boxes at the moment without potentially pulling something. Anyway, I really enjoyed the movie, and the transfer is fantastic, as is the sound.
I then went in the garage looking for the soundtrack, didn’t find it but did find about twenty CDs to bring in and listen to, which is what I’m in the midst of doing as I type these here notes. I then soaked my tired feet in very hot water, something I enjoy doing from time to time and also from time to time. I showered, and that was me being left to my own devices.
Today will be a total and complete ME day and I don’t care who knows it. I will sleep in, eat something fun, hopefully pick up some packages (I didn’t go to the mail place yesterday), but mostly relax, listen to music, and watch something if I’m in the mood.
Tomorrow, I’ll be up by ten, and then we convene at the voiceover studio to record GEE with Diana Canova. After our four-hour session, we’ll go grab a bite to eat. The first day goal is twenty-five pages an hour and finishing part one. Tuesday is exactly the same and hopefully we’ll finish, and they’ll put the twelve files I need onto a thumb drive. The rest of the week is meetings and meals, finishing choosing songs for the September 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, sleep in, have a ME day, eat, hopefully pick up packages, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s free-for-all day, the day in which you dear readers get to make with the topics and we all get to post about them. So, let’s have loads of lovely topics and loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to have been left to my own devices.