Well, dear readers, I’m wondering when it will start to feel like Christmas. Yes, you heard it here, dear readers, I, BK, am wondering when it will start to feel like Christmas. But before I pontificate endlessly on that, I must write these here notes in a hurry for she of the Evil Eye will be here all too soon and therefore I must not stay up too late so I can get some semblance of a beauty sleep.
Yesterday, I got about eight hours of sleep or thereabouts, got up, did the usual morning things and took note that it didn’t feel like Christmas and wondered when it would. I did some work at the piano and on the computer, got a few orders but not enough, and finally went and got a chicken salad sandwich with no fries or onion rings for the meal o’ the day. After that, I went to the mail place and picked up packages. But one of the UPS packages that showed as “delivered” was nowhere to be seen and that was VERY irritating to the likes of me. They texted the driver, telling me that he does this all the time – scans in the packages as delivered, makes them sign for them in bulk (in other words, they don’t scan in each package themselves), and then sheepishly comes back later and drops off stuff he left in his truck.
I came home, listened to music, had some telephonic conversations and a brief visit from a brief visitor, then I sat on my couch like so much fish and watched more of the Blu and Ray of Once Upon a Time in Hollywood. Then I had to shave and shower, after which I moseyed on over to the theater. Just prior to that, the mail place told me the UPS guy never responded to their text and hadn’t come back – they’d called UPS and they said they’d contact him – obviously he never responded to them either – and UPS suggested I call Amazon, as if this was their fault. I did – they told me there was nothing to do until Monday. Infuriatingly inept.
Once at the theater, I said hi to whoever was there, and we all sat around and joked and had fun. We ended up with a pretty good-sized audience for a Friday night, so that was good. And then I gave the pre-show speech and had fun doing so and got them laughing. So, they were primed and ready. But the energy level was very low for the first half of the act, and didn’t really kick in until scene two, but once it did then the laughs started coming. I left after act one, came home, wrote all the actors in act one some notes – I find it’s really hard to get back in the swing of things after all the days off – happens on every show – then I finished watching Once Upon a Time in Hollywood. I enjoyed it the second time, but it’s not a great movie – some folks think it’s his best film, some think it a masterpiece, some aren’t having it at all – but Tarantino has his little bag o’ tricks, some of which are fun and some of which have just gotten tiresome. I liked all the actors very much, and some scenes work very well and the Blu-ray looks and sounds great. But what the point of it all is is really anyone’s guess, since it kind of just goes from scene to scene and then has its alternate reality ending.
After that, I listened to more music, had a telephonic conversation, hearing that acts two and three were far livelier.
Today, I’ll be up at eight-thirty, and to the theater at ten to audition one person. Then after that, I’ll go to Gelson’s and get most of what I need for the Do, save for waters and other liquid refreshment – that stuff I’ll get at Ralph’s. By the time I finish all that, I should be able to come back here, and then I’ll relax, listen to music, watch something, and then I’m meeting Peyton and her mom for pre-show dinner. Then I’ll see our evening performance with them. And probably go out after for some dessert.
Tomorrow, we have a couple of auditions at noon, and then I’ll be there for the matinee, which will be followed by a cast party. After that, I’ll probably head over to Ralph’s for all the liquid refreshments, paper plates, plastic cutlery and all that jazz. Monday, I’ll get any last-minute stuff, otherwise I’m relaxing and watching and listening. Tuesday is the day of the Do, and so I’ll be cooking and preparing for that all the livelong day, and then people arrive and we do the Do. Christmas Day, the Darling Daughter will probably come by, so that’s always fun. Thursday, I’m doing nothing but nothing, and Friday we play the fourth of our six weeks of shows.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up at eight-thirty, audition one person, shop at Gelson’s, relax, listen, watch, dine with Peyton and her mom, see our evening performance, then go out for dessert. Today’s topic of discussion: What are you buying yourself for Christmas? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, wondering when it will start to feel like Christmas.