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April 30, 2021:

GO PLAY IN TRAFFIC

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Well, dear readers, it’s the last day of April and I gotta tell you, this month has REALLY flown by, like a gazelle doing the hully gully to the rhythm of the Ocarina. This month has been on speed. And tomorrow is a brand-new month, namely May, and it is my fervent hope and prayer that May will be a month filled with health, wealth, happiness, creativity, and all things bright and beautiful. Meanwhile, this moving thing is continuing to cause me stress and anxiety. The guy who I was hoping would be there to supervise will not be there, so that’s yet another disaster in the making. I have one person who’ll go with me to help, but I just up a notice on Facebook to see if there’s a couple of super-organized people who can come get that CD unit up and running. I’ll pay twenty an hour for it and it would hopefully not take more than four hours to do. Whether that part of it can be done on Monday I won’t know until I get an idea as to when the movers will arrive at the facility. I hate this feeling and I’m really not happy about being put in this position, but it is what it is, I suppose. So, please continue to send your strongest and most excellent vibes and xylophones because at this point, I don’t know if I’m going to survive this. Otherwise, I’ve been listening to our next release, or at least one of the sources we’ll be using and it’s better than I thought it would be, so that’s a good sign. I also finished watching What Ever Happened to Aunt Alice, which is really not very good. It’s shot like a TV show for the most part and it just plods along and then ends. The novel it’s based on is actually quite well thought of, but this is just a bit of a stinker. I watched on DVD a terrible thing called First Spaceship on Venus, some German/Polish movie originally entitled The Silent Star. The dubbed version released here makes little sense and is horribly done. I gather the original version finally was released on DVD and one wonders if it’s any better than this awful thing. This is an ancient letterboxed transfer in a 4×3 frame. And then I watched Night Moves, starring Gene Hackman, Susan Clark, Jennifer Warren, and a young Melanie Griffith. The movie is kind of a critics’ darling – you know, director Arthur Penn, neo-noir, and all that junk, but it was a box-office disaster and with good reason – it’s simply not very good. Hackman is always great, and Clark, Warren, and Griffith are all fine (and all nude), as is the wonderful character actor Edward Binns. The plot is muddled and makes little sense and in the end you don’t care who did what to whom. The score by Michael Small is a real let down considering the other scores he wrote during this time period (Klute, Marathon Man, The Parallax View). I watched it because I just read another rave review telling me all about how brilliant it is. Brilliant it isn’t. Much of that can be blamed on the script, however. It’s enjoyable in its way, and I forgot to mention that it also features a young James Woods and a few nice LA and Burbank shots.

Yesterday was mostly okay until I got the news about the guy who I hoped would supervise, but that came late last night. I only got five hours of sleep, was up at eight-thirty, then chose a bunch of songs, set another singer, and then I went back to bed and slept three more hours. I answered e-mails and then moseyed on over to the mail place where I picked up no packages and no important envelopes, so that was a waste of a drive. I came home and ordered the tri-salad from Art’s because I had a ten-dollar off deal from Postmates so that it was the same cost that it would have been if I’d picked it up. It arrived about forty minutes later and was very good indeed. They included rye bread, which I was tempted to eat but didn’t. After that, I did more stuff and then the day was done and I watched the movies all in a row, only taking time out to do a Ralph’s fun for some more Atkins bars – the boxes were on sale so that was nice. After the movie, I got the unpleasant news, tried to have a text volley to no avail and realize I’m simply on my own to get this done. As I said, too much stress and anxiety for the likes of me. My mother used to tell me constantly to go play in traffic. I am sorely tempted to follow her advice at long last.

Today, I’ll be up when I’m up, hopefully I’ll have a couple of responses to the Facebook query, I’ll hopefully pick up some packages and two important envelopes, I’ll eat something, I’ll do Indiegogo stuff, and then I’ll watch, listen, and relax.

Tomorrow will be a ME day, save for having to drive out to the new storage facility and get all that taken care of. Sunday will also be a ME day. Monday, of course, is the move. I’ll hear from the movers as to what time they’ll arrive. I’ll still want the two people there so the shelving can get put in in a way that makes sense, and then if it’s too late to actually do all the getting the boxes on the shelves then we’ll have to come back for a couple of hours on Tuesday. Then I have to get the key and gate code to the helper’s mom so we don’t fall behind on shipping stuff, as the two new titles will be in at some point by the end of next week, I think.

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, hopefully have some responses, hopefully pick up some packages and important envelopes, eat, do Indiegogo stuff, and then watch, listen, and relax. 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, our next project. Blu-ray, I know not. Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, hopeful that I will survive the next few days or if I will take my mother’s long-ago advice to go play in traffic.

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