Well, dear readers, I think it’s Friday. Who remembers days anymore? It could be Monday for all I know. It could be Saturday for all I know. But I checked and it’s Friday so, as always, haineshisway.com is right up to the minute with breaking news such as it’s Friday. We can rest easy in the knowledge that it is Friday, and yet that’s about all we can do because we are social distancing and self-isolating, as if there were some OTHER kind of isolating we’d be doing. I suppose you could be group-isolating but that has not been recommended, which is why we are, in fact, self-isolating. In my case, self-isolating has led to self-loathing, self-serving, self-realization, self-service and every other kind of self thing. I’ve about had it with all things self. I do occasionally need human interaction and looking in the mirror and talking to myself isn’t working especially well. The whole thing is starting to seem like a 2020 remake of The World, The Flesh, and The Devil or any other post-apocalyptic movie or the first episode of The Twilight Zone, “Where Is Everybody?” Let us hope this is all over sooner than later, and perhaps if all the doom and gloom pronouncers would actually shut up for a couple of days and give everyone a little respite, and yes, I’m also looking at you media and more than that I’m looking at you, you cesspool known as Facebook. Give it a rest for five minutes. People need some damn positivity. But even though there are occasionally hopeful things in the news, no one actually wants to hear them. They seem to prefer the doom and gloom and panic and hysteria. Not this guy – not now, not ever. Those are just my two centimes and it’s fine to not agree with them and prefer someone else’s two centavos or two rubles.
In the spirit of everyone having to stay home and looking for things to do and watch, I’m happy to lead you to a video of the Group Rep production of Doug Haverty’s In My Mind’s Eye, directed by my very own self, starring Kait Haire as Trish, Peyton Kirkner as Patty, Maria Kress as Lola, Patty’s mother, Bobby Slaski as Hugo, Lloyd Pederson as Calhoon, and Clara Rodriguez as Miss Hester. The set is by Pawena Sriha, lighting is by Douglas Gabrielle, costumes are by Michael Mullen, sound is by Steve Shaw, stage manager Jody Bardin, incidental music is by me, produced by Bita Arefnia. Here’s a link to the video and please post your thoughts when you’ve seen it and I do hope you enjoy the play, the performances, and the staging. Oh, and intermission occurs at 50:26, so pause there, have a snack, some liquid refreshment, pee, and the resume with act two.
Yesterday was just another day in a long line of just another days. I got five-and-a-half hours of sleep due to the doorbell ringing – by the time I got there no one was there. Very irritating. So, I did stuff on the computer and then went back to bed around noon and slept until two, so seven-and-a-half hours, all told. Once up again, I had a nice telephonic conversation with dear reader Jeanne, then I made some faux chicken stroganoff with mushrooms and onions over rice and ate it all up. It was quite yummilicious. Then I dealt with some annoying e-mails and an annoying text. Then I buckled down, Winsocki, and wrote about 350 words of the 1500 words I have to write for this book about key musicals. I have no idea if what I’m doing is what they’re looking for, but there is only a loose guideline and I’ll make sure I cover what they need – but I’m trying to keep my chapter fun and informative, but not pedantic or dreary. After that, I took a drive, just to keep the motor car in shape. I drove by In ‘N’ Out – long line of cars getting food, but closed inside. I drove by Ralph’s and there were quite a few parking spaces, but I have to imagine the store was probably cleaned out by that time. I drove by several gas stations and was appalled that the gas prices here have not dropped one iota during this pandemic, while everywhere else in the country they are as low as they’ve been in years. So, while our governor and mayor continue to make the gloom and doom ever thicker, the one thing they don’t do is force the gas prices to come down – certainly they have the power to do so and the fact that they haven’t does not endear them to me one or even two whits. Then I came home and promptly sat on my couch like so much fish.
Last night, I watched a motion picture on Blu and Ray entitled Shadows and Fog, a film I’ve never watched more than a few minutes of. But since I’d just finished the Woody Allen book, I thought I’d give it a go. This time I made it all the way through. It’s not great, but it does have a rather amazing cast and he’s hilarious in it and some of the jokes are great. It peters out by the end, but it’s very short so that was good.
After that, I had a bagel for my snack and that was pretty much it, save for uploading the video, which was a pain in the butt because all of a sudden you have to verify your YouTube account to upload longer videos. Nice of them to tell you that (they don’t). Anyway, I had to do the whole thing over after I verified.
Today, well, today is Friday. I know that because it was breaking news at haineshisway.com. I’ll get up when I get up, I’ll do some more writing, I think today will be a frozen foods day, I’ll listen, watch, take a drive in the motor car, hopefully pick up some packages, and have a side of malaise.
Tomorrow will be more of the same and so will each day thereafter and if I don’t have a little miracle sooner than later I may just have not only self-isolate but self-immolate. Damn them, damn them all to hell.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, get up, write, eat, listen, watch, take a drive, hopefully pick up packages, and have a side of malaise on a bagel. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Friday – what is currently in your CD player and your DVD/Blu and Ray player? I’ll start – CD, lots of stuff. Blu-ray, many choices. Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, as we continue to self everything.