Well, dear readers, I don’t know if you’ve heard yet, but it’s Halloween AND the final day of October, a double whammy burger if ever there was one. And so, I am in my traditional Halloween costume of “The Old Jew” and let me tell you how scarrrrry it is, and I am also wondering how the HELL it can be the final day of October. This month has flown by, like a gazelle walking a tightrope singing Dinner for One, Please, James in the key of both B and C-flat, which is, let me tell you, no mean feat as well as no mean feet. Have you ever come across mean feet? I have and yet I am here to tell the tale, which I actually won’t tell because the tale is too scarrrry for even Halloween. Earlier, I did watch a motion picture entitled Unfriended, which wholly takes place on a computer screen. They’ve done these before and even we did a thriller that took place on Zoom. This one has a premise that’s been done a million times before, but it’s fun to watch how they use the Internet and Skype to do it. And it’s fun for most of its short run time, but then falls apart in the last fifteen minutes, and then ends without explaining anything that you’ve just seen. I also watched one more I Am a Stalker episode, which, of course, is like all the others in terms of its Netflix template “style” – although this episode was even worse in that regard. I’d love to see the memo to the filmmakers: 1. We must have at least seventeen shots of the perpetrator’s hands during their interview. 2. We must make them look uncomfortable when they sit down in the chair for the interview. 3. At least forty-eight shots of trees, streets, streetlights, overhead meaningless drone shots, poles, birds, dust motes (digital only, please), houses, cars driving for no discernable reason, oddly framed shots that might garner an Emmy nomination, and extreme close-ups of eyeballs – the latter are most important for reasons we can’t really explain. 4. You must stretch out your fifteen minutes of interesting footage for a full forty-five minutes. 5. Please hire a composer that will provide the most irritating score possible. And boy, did this docuseries deliver those goods. But I also watched a documentary called Eat the Rich or something, about the GemeStop stock saga. It, unlike the other Netflix documentaries, had none of the “style” stuff and how refreshing that was. And now, I’m a third of the way in watching a documentary entitled When Jews Were Funny, a not so funny and sometimes annoying thing featuring the likes of Shelly Berman, Jack Carter, Shecky Greene, David Brenner, David Steinberg, and whoever else will be coming along. I’ll have more to say when I finish it. Thankfully, it’s only eight minutes in duration. And now, I’m waiting for a BLTA to arrive – I know I shouldn’t eat late, but I ate at one in the afternoon and my tummy is grumbling and singing Old Man River in the key of G-flat and I figured a BLTA is pretty bland in terms of digesting. It should be here pretty soon and pretty soon it should be here. In fact, I just received the alert that my Dasher is on the way. I wonder if Prancer and Vixen are close behind.
Sandwich eaten – it was agreeable and nothing more, and hopefully it will still be agreeable and nothing more when I go to bed.
Otherwise, yesterday was a lazy old day. I got eight hours of sleep but was up for a couple of hours during the night. Once up, I had some e-mails to respond to, which I did, and then I just played on the Internet for a while, puttered around the home environment for a while, and then began viewing things. And that was basically it and it was basically that, not necessarily in that order.
Today, I’ll be up by eleven at the latest, I’ll choose songs, I’ll hopefully pick up two important envelopes at the mail place, I’ll eat, I’ll hopefully lock down our final Kritzerland performers so we can do our flyer and put tickets on sale, I’ll update the commentary for the Elmer Bernstein concert, and then at some point, I’ll watch, listen, and relax.
The rest of the week is more of the same, meetings and meals, hopefully shipping the errant and truant three CDs and the final bunch of Indiegogo perks, and then we rehearse the concert and then do the concert.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up by eleven at the latest, choose songs, hopefully pick up two important envelopes, eat, hopefully lock down our last Kritzerland performers for the December show, update commentary, and then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: What will you be doing for Halloween? And if you’re in costume, we really must have photographs. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, as we have the double whammy burger of Halloween and the last day of October.