Well, dear readers, apparently there is no happy medium when it comes to the home environment being too hot or too cold. I can’t leave the air on because it’s bad for my throat. On the other hand, the home environment at eighty-one degrees is insufferable and yet I must suffer it. I can turn on the air for ten minutes, maybe fifteen and that’s about it. But the joke is, I did have it on for almost two-and-a-half hours yesterday so the house would be cool for our stumble-through. And the furthest it got the temperature down after all that time was seventy-six degrees. And the minute I shut it off – back up to eighty-one within twenty minutes. So, as you can see, no happy medium with, perhaps, the exception of Madame Arcati. I, for one, like a happy medium, don’t you? In any case, happy medium or not, I am sitting here like so much fish, listening to the last of the Lorin Hollander CDs – as the set began with two solo CDs, so it ends with two solo CDs. I believe I’m listening to a Mozart sonata at the moment. It’s certainly Mozartian. I did manage to watch a new Netflix documentary entitled I Just Killed My Dad. It’s short, as these things go, only three episodes of under one-hour length. I swear, they must have a template for these things because every one of them looks, sounds, and feels the same. And that becomes very irritating. They all have an empty chair, and then whoever they’re interviewing sits down and stares at the camera for too long – or sometimes they even slate the interview. It’s so silly and stupid – you’re making a damn documentary – just do the interview, we don’t need the damn art. Other cliches – endless and pointless shots of leaves or branches or sky, overhead drone shot of the city, out-of-focus actors badly recreating stuff that we don’t really need. We really do have brains, you know, and can imagine stuff as it’s being described to us. And you really could trim each episode down to thirty minutes without losing one important thing. Just remove the art and voila. Anyway, it was okay and at times mildly interesting.
Yesterday was a mostly fine day. I got nine hours of sleep, so that was good, got up, took an allergy pill, answered e-mails, then shaved and showered and got everything set up for the stumble-through, which was supposed to begin at three. A few folks arrived at two-thirty to run stuff, then five minutes before the start time, our one missing singer called to tell me she’d taken a nap and slept through the alarm and that she wouldn’t get to us until three-thirty. She actually got to us at three-forty. I know she felt bad, but we just began the stumble-through and it went pretty smoothly and was very tuneful. The show order worked great. We had the usual lyric flubs, but not really that many, and afterwards, I gave some notes, we ran a couple of things, and that was that.
After everyone had left, I ordered two tacos and Spanish rice from La Fogata. That got here thirty minutes later and was very good and very calorie friendly. That’s actually all I’ve eaten, and I don’t think it was over seven hundred calories and I’m leaving it at that. I also ordered some drinks from Ralph’s – Diet Coke, Canada Dry Ginger Ale Zero, which I have to say is not so good, not like the regular Diet Canada Dry Ginger Ale. Not terrible, but not good – waters, and Sprite Zero, which is better than Ginger Ale Zero. And lest you are forgetting, Zero spelled backwards is orez. We must never forget that. All that arrived thirty minutes later, and I’ve put as much of it in the refrigerator as would fit. I had a telephonic conversation with someone I haven’t talked to in a couple of years – just offering advice. Then I watched the documentary. I did doze off for a few minutes at some point and missed absolutely nothing. The rest you know.
Today, I’ll be up when I’m up, I’ll do whatever needs doing, but mostly I will relax and rest my voice. Then I’ll shave and shower and mosey on over to Vitello’s at five for our sound check. And then people will arrive, and I sure hope there are some last-minute people otherwise we’ll have only forty people – it won’t look bad, but financially it’s very bad. Apparently, August is a very slow month for shows at Vitello’s because people with kids are taking last-minute vacations. After the show, some of us will go downstairs for a proper meal, at least that’s the hope. I will, of course, have a full report for you.
Tomorrow will be very busy catching up on stuff, getting some bills paid, casting the next Kritzerland and choosing songs, casting the web series episodes, and doing my part of the screenplay adjustments. And that will continue into next week.
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, mostly relax and rest my voice, shave and shower, mosey on over to Vitello’s for a sound check and then show, some food afterwards, and then home with a full report. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Ask BK Day, the day in which you dear readers 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, as I again turn on the air in hopes of at long last finding a happy medium.