Well, dear readers, I am sitting here like so much fish, even though I’d intended to be taking a drive in the motor car, as I hadn’t used it during the day. I knew I was going nowhere in the motor car when I pressed the door button to unlock it and nothing happened. I used the key to get in and sure enough, nothing. I’ve been worried the battery was going and apparently it was going, going, and is now gone. So, I’m waiting for the AAA to come in about forty minutes, so I decided just to get these here notes written and out of the way. I suppose there’s a chance the battery is not dead and will charge fine – they’ll let me know, but because this is after hours it is unknown right now whether the guy will have a battery with him. If not, then I’ll have to call again and have them come out tomorrow. And that is the tale of BK and the battery. I’m sure there are other tales and I shall tell them because I am, after all, the teller of tales, haineshisway.com-wise. Meanwhile, Mr. Munch is having his way in early stereo with Mr. Debussy and the Prelude to the Afternoon of a Faun. They call this sort of music impressionistic and it’s certainly making an impression on me, although I can’t do an impression of a faun but can do an impression of Anthony Newley as a singing faun, doing the faun’s big hit, What Kind of Faun Am I?
Yesterday was a perfectly okay day save for the tale of BK and the battery. As has been the case for the past few days, I got up at six after two hours of sleep, went back to bed forty minutes later and then slept another six-and-a-half hours, so eight-and-a-half hours of sleep, which was good. Once up, I had to answer a bunch of e-mails and do a bunch of work on the computer in advance of the four o’clock Zoom rehearsal. Then I ordered a burger and fries from Islands – they forgot to include the season salt for the fries so that was annoying – the burger was fine and I only ate a few of the fries. I won’t order from there again – that’s a place to go eat, not order from. Then we did our Zoom thing. That went well and we’re now only missing one person for the ensemble.
After that, I had a long telephonic conversation, did some more work on the computer, did stuff for the Kritzerland show, and then finally sat on my couch like so much fish.
Last night, I watched a couple more Alfred Hitchcock Presents episodes. The first one has a great punchline, but it takes too long to get to it – still, fun though and it has Cara Williams, who I’ve always enjoyed. Then there were two duds in a row, and then a not very good episode that had the very talented and very young Barry Gordon in it. His best friend was played by Glen Walken, brother to Ronnie Walken aka Christopher. Glen would go on to be cast as Barnaby in Hello, Dolly! and then replaced after the show’s first tryout engagement. It’s frightening how good Barry Gordon is in this episode. Then I discovered the dead batter, and I just got the update that the guy coming tonight doesn’t have my battery in stock, so if he tells me it’s dead, I’ll have to have someone else come out tomorrow. Annoying, but there you are. He’ll be here in ten minutes or so, which is fun since that’s exactly how much time is left in Bolero.
And, the battery is so low they can’t charge or even do a test and they said it was leaking, so tomorrow when I arise, I’ll call, and they’ll find me a battery.
Today, I’ll be up when I’m up, I’ll call AAA and get the battery in the works, presuming someone actually has one for my car, then I’ll do whatever needs doing, hopefully we’ll have our final guy, I’ll finesse the commentary, I’ll eat, I’ll hopefully pick up some packages presuming the motor car has a working battery, and I’m hoping not to keep having allergy problems – not terrible but giving my lots of phlegm and clearing of the throat from same. Then I’ll watch, listen, and relax.
The rest of the week is more of the same – Kritzerland show stuff, organizing, hunting in the garage and if nothing is found there, hunting in the warehouse, which will not be a quick or easy process, but I’m not the one doing it.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up when I’m up, call AAA and hopefully get a new battery, hopefully cast our final ensemble guy, finesse the commentary, eat, hopefully pick up packages presuming the motor car has a new battery, hopefully have no allergy issues, and then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Ask BK Day, the day in which you get to ask me or any dear reader any old question you like and we get to give any old answer we like. So, let’s have loads of lovely questions and loads of lovely answers and loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to have been the teller of tales.