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March 12, 2020:


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Well, dear readers, I am sitting here like so much fish, having learned a brand new newly coined phrase thanks to Facebook: “Social distancing.”  Don’t we love these new instant clichés?  I also love “self-quarantine” aka staying home.  I am happy to report that Gelson’s had plenty of toilet paper, a plethora really.  Hand sanitizer was in absentia – it’s very rare now but you can get it from price gougers easily.  I don’t even know what hand sanitizer is.  I know what soap is, though.  Soap, as you may or may not remember, has been around for centuries. Hand sanitizer and wipes – well, Google it and let me know what you find.  And, of course, cancel culture, one of the most specious of all new clichés, is taking on a whole new meaning, as things are being cancelled left and right, although I did see something cancelled from right to left.  I am told that in these panic-filled and hysteria-ridden times it is illegal to have a sense of humor, punished by one year without hand sanitizer and wipes.  What the HELL am I talking about?

Yesterday was a big news day.  For example, Mr. Harvey Weinstein was sentenced to twenty-three years in jail.  And he has another trial coming up in Los Angeles.  Many things were cancelled yesterday, but thankfully I wasn’t one of them.  In other big news, I got seven hours of sleep, got up, answered e-mails, ascertained there were not packages nor mail, and so finally went to Gelson’s, where I bought some pasta and other stuff for Wacky Noodles, tuna, bagels, cream cheese – all the essentials in case I decide to do some social distancing whilst self-quarantining and using toilet paper.  I decided on two tuna sandwiches for the meal o’ the day and they were quite good.  Friend Richard Jones came by for a short visit, then the helper’s mom stopped by to pick up stuff, and I did some work at the piano and then on the computer.  I read through a script draft, but there were so many incorrect things in it, I asked for it to be checked because it wasn’t current.  Then I finally sat on my couch like so much fish.

Last night, I watched the first two thirds of a western motion picture on Blu and Ray, one I’d never seen before – The Rare Breed, starring Mr. James Stewart, Miss Maureen O’Hara, Mr. Brian Keith, Mr. Jack Elam, and Miss Juliet Mills.  It’s amiable and even somewhat fun at times, but it’s second tier Stewart and its structure is very odd.  The color is fantastic, and the transfer overall is excellent.  I’ll finish it up this night.  After that, I did more work on the computer, listened to music, this time a really excellent film and classical music composer called Frederic Devreese. Lovely stuff, I must say, and did.  And I had a bagel with cream cheese for my evening snack.

Today, I’ll be up by eleven or so, and I’m really hoping we see a galley and cover proofs.  The hardcover jacket stuff we sent didn’t have enough “bleed,” so Doug resent that today, but I fear it got to them too late to do anything with.  I’ll continue casting Kritzerland (two people to go) and hope the hysteria and panic has calmed down by the time we actually do the show on April 5.  I’ll eat, perhaps a batch of Wacky Noodles, or perhaps some pasta with red sauce or even just butter and cheese.  I have the fixins for all of the above.  Then I’ll hopefully pick up some packages, and then I do need another miracle right about now – not major, but a Little Miracle would do nicely.  I’ll finish the movie and then relax.

Tomorrow, we resume performances, and it’s our final three shows.  With the insanity going on, who knows if anyone will be showing up.  Well, I’ll be showing up for at least two of the three shows, so there’s that.  Saturday, I’m not sure what’s going on or whether I’ll see the Saturday night show, but I will go to the little afterparty.  Sunday, I’m seeing the matinee and then supping with the Pearls, who will be attending.  We’re going to one of our favorite jernts, so that will be fun and a half.  And hopefully, the book stuff will be approved before the end of the week.

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up by eleven, hopefully see a galley and cover proofs, cast Kritzerland, eat, hopefully pick up packages, hopefully get a Little Miracle, and then relax.  Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite films of Miss Maureen O’Hara and Mr. Brian Keith?  Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to have learned the latest clichés.

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