Well, dear readers, it is quite late and the computer is being very ornery and may be on its last legs – hard to know – and Mac has already officially said there will be no iMac 27” all-in-one computer ever again. I think that’s a horrible and disgusting situation. I’ve looked at the 24-inch and it would just drive me batty after having the 27-inch. So, the only option now is a 27-inch Apple monitor with a Mac Mini or Mac Studio Pro. It’s really infuriating, but that’s what it’s gonna have to be if this thing gives up the ghost and I don’t really want to wait until that happens because I could lose stuff. This has served me well for almost a decade, though. Having the separate monitor and computer means more wires – that’s annoying, too. I will never understand this kind of decision-making, as the 27-inch iMac was their flagship computer for years and people are really angry about this decision. Anyway, it’s late. I did watch something last night, the failed Broadway musical The Visit starring Chita Rivera and Roger Rees. This thing only took fifteen years to get to Broadway. First done in 2001, it was the final show that Kander & Ebb wrote. I don’t know why anyone thought this would make a good musical. Originally directed by Frank Galati, it changed directors after the 2008 Signature Theater productions and unfortunately for the show and the viewer, the new director was the horrible John Doyle. And it’s everything you’d expect from him, although thankfully no one plays an instrument. It’s Brechtian in style but the material itself really isn’t. It’s very repetitious book-wise and score-wise, and Chita Rivera, who is very good in it, is asked to just play the same scenes over and over again. I liked Roger Rees, but a singer he’s not. It’s done in one act and runs an hour and forty-six minutes. The “set” is dreary, the costumes are dreary, and while there are a few nice things musically, it’s just a classic “why” musical. It had a very brief run and I cannot imagine anyone wanting to produce this thing. The critics were surprisingly kind in their meh reviews. Other than that, I got nine hours of good sleep, got up, answered e-mails, made pasta with pink sauce and ate it, had some telephonic conversations, called Muse Margaret but got voicemail, so I wasn’t able to run stuff by her, I did all I could do in the design version, which was only the first fourteen pages. Then I watched The Visit, took a hot shower, had a little onion dip with crackers for my snack, and that’s all she wrote, yesterday-wise.
Today-wise, I’ll be up by ten, I’m hoping Muse Margaret will call, but she’ll probably wait till the afternoon, then I’m attending a cabaret thing at one and I’m hoping I’ll be back home by three-thirty, then Kay Cole is coming here at five-thirty and we’re going to have a meal. After that, I can watch, listen, and relax.
Tomorrow will be relaxing and gathering my wits about me because my wits are all over the place and I need them about me, and if I haven’t talked to Muse Margaret, hopefully that will happen so I can continue designing the book. Next week is writing, doing the interview about The Faculty and doing whatever else needs doing.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up by ten, hope to talk with Muse Margaret, see a cabaret thing, have a meal, and then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: Who are your favorite classic male and female Broadway performers, from a time when such stars and unique personalities existed. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, not so happy with Apple right now.