Well, dear readers, it is 2020. Yes, you heard it here, dear readers, it is 2020 and it is my fervent hope and prayer that 2020 will be a year filled with health, wealth, happiness, creativity, and all things bright and beautiful. 2020 – perfect vision, so let’s have a perfect year with perfect clarity. Also, it is January, and it is my fervent hope and prayer that January will be a month filled with health, wealth, happiness, creativity, and all things bright and beautiful. There, I’ve said it and I’m glad and I’m glad and I said it there.
The final day of 2019 was fine and dandy as well as dandy and fine. I probably got seven hours of sleep, did the usual morning things, had a visitor, and then said visitor and I went and had a lunch at Talesai, the good Thai place in the City of Studio. It was completely empty, which is more than I could say for the streets, which had a surprising amount of traffic on them. Lunch was fun, then I picked up some packages, and then came home. Visitor left, Grant came over and assembled the other new bar stool, and then I relaxed and listened to music, all kinds of music. I thought about watching something but wasn’t really in the mood. The other bar stool is shorter than the first one (they match, though) and it’s a bit shorter than I’d thought, but it’s a little easier to type with the shorter stool. The bigger one causes you to lean over and your wrists get tired because they’re slightly elevated – neither one is the perfect height, so I’m going back and forth to see which one will end up being the one I use.
At some point, I took a quick drive to Ralph’s, as I’d decided to have a few people over to celebrate New Year’s Day – I’ve done that for the last few years and have enjoyed being with nice friends. I bought the makings for Wacky Noodles. I had the makings for a batch of tuna pasta salad, so that’s the fare for tomorrow. I chopped the onion and made the pasta for the tuna pasta salad, and then I attended our Rockin’ New Year’s Eve bash right here at haineshisway.com. There weren’t so many in attendance – I remember the glory days when this was THE place to be, but I guess everyone has better things to do now, and that’s fine. Those that were here had a fun time, as did I. We watched the East Coast drop their balls, then waited for the West Coast to do the same.
Of course, I did my annual contemplation thing, which usually takes about twenty minutes, which I do in the bedroom in the dark, so that there are no distracting distractions. Then I did the tuna pasta salad and put it in the refrigerator, and then it was time to countdown to 2020 and the various and sundried balls dropping and, of course, there was the obligatory sip of champagne at midnight.
Today, I shall be up at a reasonable hour and as soon as I am coherent or at least herent then I shall start writing my new book. As I’ve done for the past five books or so, I’ve actually already begun so that I can just futz and finesse that and then move right on from there. I’ll write until about one-thirty or two, then get ready for whoever shows up. I’ll make a double batch of Wacky Noodles using bow tie pasta, which is really good with that recipe. At three, people will arrive, and I think we’ll go to around six. Then it will be back to writing, and then perhaps watching a motion picture. Then I’ll relax.
Tomorrow, I’ll write, I have a noon o’clock meeting with who I hope will be our set designer, then I can relax, and then it’s writing every day. Friday, we resume performances of The Man Who Came to Dinner – not sure if I’ll stay for any of them – we’ll see how I feel, but I’ll be there to do the pre-show announcement. Sunday morning, we’ll have a meet and greet for Doug Haverty’s play, which I’ll begin staging on Tuesday, and which I’m looking forward to, as it’s going to be a challenge. I have a few ideas, but I’ll be experimenting with certain things all along the way, trying things different ways to see which will give me the kind of magic I’m looking for for this piece.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up at a reasonable hour, begin writing my new book, make some Wacky Noodles, have some visitors, eat and have fun conversation, then resume writing, perhaps watch something, and then relax. Today’s topic of discussion: How will you spend the first day of 2020? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, as we say a happy and hearty hello to 2020 and January – and it is my fervent hope and prayer that 2020 and January will be a year and month filled with health, wealth, happiness, creativity, and all things bright and beautiful.