Well, dear readers, this week has flown by, like a gazelle eating Turkish Taffy and smoking a cigarillo. Does anyone still smoke a cigarillo? Does anyone still eat Turkish Taffy? Does anyone still wear a hat? I’ll drink to that. And one for Mahler. What am I, Stephen Sondheim or something? I am sitting here like so much fish, listening to some interesting chamber music, even though I am not sitting in a chamber. Is it legal to listen to chamber music in the kitchen? These are the questions that are roaming around the windmills of my mind.
Yesterday was a bit of a day. I think Mercury must be in retrograde, or Pluto must be in hyperdrive, or Uranus might be in need of a suppository. Does anyone still use suppositories? For reasons that had to do with a slightly upset tummy or acid reflux, I only got about three-and-a-half hours of sleep, so I was a bit out of sorts and out of it in general for most of the day. I had barely any time to get ready for my noon o’clock meeting, but I made it just in time.
I met with a fellow author, albeit one who hasn’t published any books yet. He wanted to know how I did what I do, and so I gave him lots of information and hope it will be helpful to him. We met at Stanley’s and rather than have my chicken pasta in light cream sauce, I had a healthier option, their Chinese chicken salad. It wasn’t quite as killer as it used to be, but it was still good and hit the spot.
After that, I came right home, did some work at the piano, did some work at the computer, and sat on my couch like so much fish, where I dozed off for only a few minutes. Then I got ready for rehearsal.
I moseyed on over to the mail place and picked up one package, then moseyed on over to the theater for rehearsal. We ran the second scene of act one. That went more smoothly than scene one, but lots of stops for people to remember the blocking. Then I moved to act three and the long Banjo sequence. We’ve come up with some really funny stuff for Barry Pearl to do, and I think when the energy levels are right it’s going to be pretty damn funny. And I’m very pleased with the staging of the end of the act. Then we ran act two from Beverley Carlton’s entrance to the end of the act. It was rough going again, with much uncertainty about the blocking. But as we figured it out, my assistant really took good notes and drew diagrams.
After rehearsal, I got an In-N-Out burger, came home, ate it all up, finished some work on the computer, and listened to chamber music in the kitchen rather than the chamber.
Today will be a ME day. There is no discussion about this. I shall sleep in, I’ll eat, I’ll hopefully pick up some packages and an important envelope, and then I’m relaxing and I’ve got three motion pictures to watch and watch them I shall.
Tomorrow, rehearsal is at ten and goes until two. We’re without our leading man, so I’m going to work scenes that he’s not in, but also run blocking even for scenes he is in, with someone sitting in for him. After that, I may just have to go to Dino’s Pizza. Sunday, we have our full cast, and we’ll do a stumble-through of each act, but I’ll be drilling blocking mostly and getting the timing right, because they really do have to get this in their bones. All four hours will be devoted to that. We’re off on Monday, and I think we’re announcing our two new titles that night, then back on Tuesday for the beginning of our long run-through period – one run every night and on the weekend. Run-throughs will be followed with working scenes and acting stuff and pacing.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, sleep in, eat, hopefully pick up packages and an important envelope, relax, and watch some motion pictures. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Firday, what is currently in your CD player and your DVD/Blu and Ray player? I’ll start – CD, chamber music CDs. Blu-ray, The Fearless Vampire Killers. Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, pondering the zany combo platter of Turkish Taffy and a cigarillo.