Well, dear readers, I have breaking bombshell news for you, so hold onto your hats – it is October. Yes, you heard it here, dear readers, it is October, and it is my fervent hope and prayer that October will be a month filled with health, wealth, happiness, creativity, and all things bright and beautiful. Hard to believe that we are now in the final three months of 2024 – how did that happen? In any case, let’s embrace October with open arms and a warm embrace, shall we. The final day of September was okay. I got about seven hours of sleep, got up, answered e-mails and then food, which I’d pre-ordered, arrived around noon o’clock, a chopped Eyetalian salad from CPK, which either stands for California Pizza Kitchen or Certainly Prefer Kritzerland. It was of excellent quality and flavor, and I ate every last bit of it. Then I finessed the lyrics to the final song. After that, I went and had a brief visit nearby to pick something up. I was supposed to go to the mail place right after, but I forgot until I was home, and I wasn’t about to go out again. Really irritating. Then I spent a few hours setting the lyric to music and I finished that and I think I’m pretty happy with all of it – we’ll see how I feel when I listen to it today. Then I sat on my couch like so much fish and watched a motion picture entitled The Visit, yet another film of M. Night Shyamalan. Slowly but surely, I’m catching up with the ones I haven’t seen. The Visit was okay – one of those “found footage” films but he was quite late to that particular party. It moves along, I suppose, and the actors (no stars or even half-stars) are all effective. He does get a little goopy at times, just to give the characters some depth, but mostly it’s meant to be creepy, and it occasionally is. I didn’t love it and I didn’t hate it. I listened to some music and then it was time to write these here notes.
Today, I’ll be up by eight and out the door by eight-forty and I’ll go directly to the mail place and hopefully pick up two important envelopes. Then I’ll either go do banking or breakfast first and then do banking. Once that’s done, I’ll come back home, play through the fourth song and make sure I’m happy with it, get it in my fingers and bones (as I already have for the three songs that precede it) and then I’ll put it in script form for this little project it may or may not be part of. I’ll do whatever needs doing, of course, and then at some point, I can watch, listen, and relax.
Tomorrow, there’s something going on but I can’t remember what it is. I know I’ll try to figure out how to do a virtual visit to get my ophthalmologist referral, then I’ll try to make that appointment and sooner than later. Otherwise, there are the usual things to do and I shall do them.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up by eight and out the door by eight-forty, hopefully pick up two important envelopes, either bank and breakfast or breakfast and bank, I’ll come home, make sure I’m happy with the fourth song and get it in my fingers and bones, put it in script form, do whatever needs doing, and then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite instrumental cover versions of musicals? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, where I shall welcome in October with open arms and a warm embrace, the tenth month, and it is my fervent hope and prayer that October will be a month filled with health, wealth, happiness, creativity, and all things bright and beautiful.