Well, dear readers, I had a rough night in Jericho here in the home environment. Yes, you heard it here, dear readers, I, BK, had a rough night in Jericho here in the home environment. I got to bed later than I wanted to, mostly because my tummy was bugging me, which is annoying as I wasn’t bugging my tummy. It was my own damn fault, of course, as I had a hankerin’ for some frozen yogurt and had some with chocolate shell at eleven-thirty. It’s always so tasty until about two hours later when my stomach doesn’t seem to be able to process whatever’s in it. So, I couldn’t fall asleep, finally did so around three-thirty, but woke up feeling really nauseous at about six-thirty. So, I got up, had a Pepcid or two and just nosed around the Internet. When I finally felt like I might be okay, which was about three hours later, I got back in bed, but couldn’t fall asleep until about ten-thirty. Once I fell asleep, I was out like a light and didn’t wake up until three-thirty in the afternoon – so, amazingly, I got eight hours of sleep. Of course, most of the day was gone. But right now, that’s all in the past. In the present, I’m listening to the marvelous and fun Billy May album, Big Fat Brass, an album I discovered way back when I was a mere fourteen and taking dance class from Mr. Roland Dupree, who always chose wonderful music for his combinations. In that very first class, it was this album and the track Solving the Riddle. Of course, I had to have the album so I could dance the combination I’d sort of learned – I bought it – Capitol Records in amazing stereophonic sound with a very wide stereo spread, as was the fashion in those days. It came out on a two-fer CD in the UK in the early 1990s and of course I bought it. Recorded in 1958, it sounds great and could probably even sound better with a fresh mastering. But hearing these musicians (the best of the best) playing May’s incredible arrangements, well, it’s a little bit of heaven – actually a lot of heaven. Prior to that, I had intended to watch a motion picture but the time got by me, which happens when you get up at three-thirty in the damn afternoon.
Yesterday was a very short day and longer evening. Not long after I got up, I went to the mail place and picked up a couple of packages, went to Subway, which now seems to be copying Jersey Mike’s who, of course, was copying Subway. Instead of the six-inch and foot-long sandwiches, like Jersey Mike’s they now have three sizes, although they don’t name them like Jersey Mike’s does. Since the calorie count has jumped up rather insanely on what used to be the foot-long, that one must now be bigger, and the six-inch must also be bigger. The tiny one, the equivalent of Jersey Mike’s mini, is truly tiny. I got a large turkey and a mini spicy Eyetalian for later in the evening. I came home and ate the turkey sandwich, and it was mediocre. Three hours later, I had the mini sandwich and that was mediocre, too. I spent the evening getting six upcoming releases scanned, uploaded into the computer and into Dropbox. So, that’s almost all done now and one less thing to worry about and one less bell to answer, as well as one less egg to fry.
Then I did a Gelson’s run and got stuff for today’s food and tomorrow’s food and a few other items, then came home. I had one fellow e-mail me that he wanted to buy all the Bagley releases thus far – I really had no idea how many we’d done – twenty-eight, as it turns out, not counting the two that will be shipping in the next week or so. This very nice man is not computer savvy, but I explained how to make the payment directly to PayPal rather than through the site, and I guess my directions were good because he was able to do it. So, that was a nice surprise. I’ll gather together all the albums and since he’s not far from me, he said he’d like to take me to lunch and I can deliver to him, that way he saved a large postage charge.
Now we’re on to a different Billy May album, a Broadway album with some fun songs from then-running Broadway shows, another two-fer. In any case, other than some telephonic calls, that was all she wrote for yesterday.
Today, I’ll be up when I’m up, I’ll do whatever needs doing, I’ll start writing two sets of liner notes, I’ll eat, I’ll hopefully pick up some packages, and then I’ll watch, listen, and relax.
Tomorrow is more of the same, plus I’ll hear the result of an arrangement I updated, plus consult with Kerry O’Malley, who’s doing a little thrown-together cabaret evening with her friend Mary. Friday, I’ll sup with the Pearls and then we’re all seeing London Suite’s opening night at the Group Rep. It will be interesting to see how I cope having a mask on for over an hour. Saturday, she of the Evil Eye comes so I’ll have an early breakfast somewhere and then do stuff, and Sunday I can probably have a ME day.
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, do whatever needs doing, start writing liner notes, eat, hopefully pick up packages, 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, hoping not to have another rough night in Jericho, aka the home environment.