Well, dear readers, I shall do a medley of my greatest hits. Wasn’t that fun. It’s a very short medley. But speaking of my greatest hits, another talented young eleven-year-old girl has won first place in a big singing contest. And what did she sing? She sang Annie, by yours truly. Isn’t that fun? Isn’t fun fun? When I did my nightclub act, I did do a medley of my greatest hits – it was comprised of Dancing Dildos and I Want to Eat Your Face. What a legacy! Otherwise, I am sitting here like so much fish, listening to music I’ve never heard before, thanks to the Tube of You. Two symphonies by someone named Franco Alfano. I’m really enjoying the two symphonies by someone named Franco Alfano, and I’m now grabbing three operas by him, on of which is based on Cyrano de Bergerac. Mr. Alfano was the gentleman who finished Puccini’s opera, Turandot, after Puccini passed away. And he has that kind of melodic language so what’s not to like? Before that, it was some pastoral English music by a composer named Ernest Farrar, and that was very enjoyable, too. I always enjoy hearing music I’m not familiar with and given that the music is not familiar with me it’s tit for tat as well as tat for tit. Prior to that, I watched a new documentary on the Flix of Net. It was a murder I knew nothing about at all, even though I’m sure it was all over the news when it happened just a couple of years ago. The good news is, there are very few shots of trees or bushes or overhead drone shots. In fact, there’s almost no filler, which is why it runs a crisp ninety-three minutes, and it does in those ninety-three minutes what all those docuseries things take four to eight episodes to do. You can’t say that a documentary like this was enjoyable because the murder was so hideous – a female member of the Army, killed by a male Army person, sledgehammered to death, dismembered, and buried in three different places. The Army, of course, thinks they don’t owe anyone an explanation for anything, and they sat on their butt cheeks about the missing girl until the family took to social media and the press and aired their frustration, also doing TV interviews and protesting at the Army base. Only then, did a real search get under way and they sadly found the remains of the young woman. To watch the family’s pain is heart wrenching, just as to watch the Army’s uppity BS is frustrating. In the end, they got a bill passed in the young woman’s name, so that the Army must be transparent now and can’t hide stuff and go about things privately. Anyway, it was very well done as these things go and there were thankfully no actors present playing people we’re actually seeing on the screen. In that sense, it was miles ahead of the other stuff I’ve been seeing. After I finished watching, I tried for an hour to find something that interested me, but alas, after scrolling through over 100 movies and other stuff, I gave up and began my listening adventure. I ordered a green salad from a Thai jernt and ate that whilst listening – the peanut dressing was good, not great, but it was all very fresh. I do hope the onions don’t come back to haunt me later. To that end, I popped a couple of Pepcids.
Yesterday was fine. Well, I got less than three hours of sleep, so THAT wasn’t fine, but I didn’t feel weird or anything, so that was good. I was up at eight and out the door by nine after instructing she of the Evil Eye to wash the new sheets separately and dry them separately, and I showed her the settings to use. These sheets fit so much better than the other ones – those were always way too tight – I’m sure I bought the wrong kind. I went to Art’s Deli and had the Eggs Benedict, which I hadn’t tried there. They were very good, actually – maybe the hollandaise was just a bit too lemony, but I really enjoyed the meal.
Then I moseyed on over to the mail place and picked up a couple of packages, then went to Gelson’s and got some shrimp for a shrimp cocktail snack, stopped at a couple of lousy garage sales, and then came home. I had a lot of e-mails to catch up on, some texts to send, then I sat on my couch and watched the documentary. I took a little break at one point and ate the shrimps. They were good as was the cocktail sauce I made. Then I went hunting for something to watch and failed, and the rest you know. And now I am listening to Franco Alfano’s lovely opera entitled La Leggenda di Sakuntala. I’m also grabbing what is apparently his most well-known opera, Risurrezione. Looking forward to all this stuff.
Today, I’ll be up when I’m up, and then I’m having a ME day and I don’t care who knows it. I just want to lounge about in my pyjamas and smoking jacket and leopard-spotted dickie. Of course, I’ll eat something at some point, but my intention is just to watch, listen, and relax.
This week is very light, basically a week off. The only scheduled things are a work session via Zook with our musical director and then Thanksgiving dinner at eight-thirty on Thanksgiving.
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, have a ME day, lounge about, eat, and then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s free-for-all day, the day in which you dear readers get to make with the topics and we all get to post about them. So, let’s have loads of lovely topics and loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to have done a medley of my greatest hits.