Well, dear readers, in case you haven’t noticed, it is March. Yes, you heard it here dear readers, it is March thanks to February being a shrimp of a month. So, we’re now marching to the beat of March, just like that, willy-nilly as well as nilly-willy. And, of course, it is my fervent hope and prayer that March 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, not necessarily in that order. As I sit here like so much fish, listening to the sixth symphony of Dvorak I am reminded of the old saying, he who listens to the sixth symphony of Dvorak whilst writing notes will have a wonderful time of it. The only other real music I listened to yesterday was finishing up the Strauss opera entitled, Die Agyptische Helena, which I enjoyed but is in the middle tier of the Strauss I know. However, I did listen to some fake music because that’s all the rage now, but I prefer real music, don’t you? I no longer have a clew as to what the HELL I’m talking about, but that’s par for the course, a golfing allusion. I do have more real music coming this week and I’m anxious to hear it. I also did not watch anything. There was simply no time at all to do so. I also did not watch the Golden Globes, but I’m not sure I’ve ever watched the Golden Globes even one time. I find them ludicrously ludicrous. But I suppose we should move right along because I do have other things to talk about and talk about them I shall.
Yesterday was a portion of a day due to the alarm not going off at eleven-thirty and me sleeping until after one o’clock, getting a total of nine and a half hours of sleep, which I needed. The alarm thing hasn’t had issues for six months, so I hope it was something I forgot to do rather than my trusty, ancient iPad giving up the ghost. I do need it to work this morning. Once up, I answered e-mails, had a telephonic conversation regarding project two aka project two, and then I got a call from Grant to come enter the final corrections.
I went right over, and it took us about forty-five minutes to do everything. It was all really minor stuff, but I’m glad that part of the journey is done. I will skim through again just to be sure, but of course the one thing I didn’t proof, the newly written acknowledgements which I’d sent to him, has a name misspelled because I inverted two letters. So, I alerted him already and he’ll fix that and resend it to me. Once that’s done, then it all goes to Doug Haverty, who’ll assemble it all for the publisher. I have to get him the flap copy and hopefully I’ll have a blurb by the end of the week. So, that was good.
I came back home and ordered a Chinese chicken salad from Stanley’s and that arrived about fifty minutes later. It was of the usual high quality and I enjoyed every bite of it. And then it was time for our project two Zoom meet and greet.
Our Zoom meet and greet was fun and we read through project two and that was fun and helpful for me to hear, even though I hate what are basically table readings, where actors have low energy and fumfer lines like crazy. I think project two will run a little over an hour when all is said and done. The actors involved are all Group Rep because I wanted them to have the opportunity to do it. It’s a really strong group of eight.
After the meeting, I had a hankerin’ for a chocolate chip muffin, so I went over to K’s Donuts and got one, came home, and ate it all up. It hit the spot. After that, I played around on the Tube of You for a bit, and watched a bit of Komische Oper Berlin’s production of Korngold’s Die Tote Stadt. It’s modern dress but I’m enjoying it. I don’t think it will be up long, so I’ll have to finish it at some point today or tonight before it disappears into the ether. Also, we’ll be doing an Encore showing of project one aka Tonight’s the Night on Saturday March 13 at 5:00 PST/8:00 EST with a Q&A after again. So, if you’d like another time through, do join us. Then I listened to Dvorak and you know the rest and the rest you know.
Today, which is March, I’ll be up by nine-thirty and out the door by ten-thirty to go to West Hollywood for my first vaccine shot. My appointment is at eleven-thirty, but they want you there five to ten minutes early, so I figure I’ll get down there by eleven and park, then go in at eleven-fifteen. I prefer not worrying about traffic and stuff and want plenty of time to get there. Once I have the shot, I guess we sit there for fifteen minutes, and then I’ll come back to the Valley and check out the bank situation. If it’s not too bad, I’ll do the check cashing thing, then the deposit thing. I’ll hopefully pick up some packages and the second important envelope, after which I’ll come home and figure out the food thing. Then I have some writing to do. At seven, we have our first rehearsal, which will probably last around ninety minutes or so. After that, I’ll watch, listen, and relax. Of course, I’m hoping I don’t have arm pain from the shot – some do, some don’t.
The rest of the week is all project two, getting the remaining tracks to singers, setting the singer Zoom rehearsals, and getting the book ready for the publishers. All in all, a very busy week that continues unabated until Sunday. After that, I will need an entire ME day.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do things I do, I must, for example, be up by nine-thirty and out the door by ten-thirty, I’ll have my first vaccine shot, I’ll try to do the banking thing, but if it’s too crazy, I’ll wait a day or two – hopefully, it won’t be too crazy – I’ll hopefully pick up packages and the second important envelope, I’ll eat, I’ll write, I’ll have a Zoom rehearsal, and then I’ll watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite and least favorite Awards shows? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to start marching to the beat of March.