Well, dear readers, I must write these here notes in a hurry for she of the Evil Eye will be here all too soon and I do need some semblance of a beauty sleep. And so, I am sitting here like so much fish listening some orchestral music of the wonderful composer Henryk Wars aka Henry Vars (for his film music) and one only wishes there were more albums of his fantastic music. The only other album is an instrumental album of his popular songs, whose music is fun and catchy. But it’s his serious classical music that’s just wonderful. This album has four major pieces on it, including his symphony. His film music is also excellent and includes some classic films like The Big Heat, Seven Men from Now, plus other interesting things like The Leech Woman and The Unearthly, and even more interestingly, his first American film score, Chained for Life, which starred Daisy and Violet Hilton. He also did two classic TV shows – Flipper and Daktari. Anyway, huge fan of Mr. Wars/Vars and I don’t care who knows it. Prior to that, I second acted London Suite with friend Marshall Harvey, so we could support friend Diane Linder. Obviously, I had no time for viewing and, in fact, I didn’t have a lot of time for anything, as you’re about to see. And may I just say that this month is flying by, like a gazelle doing Noom whilst on Zoom.
Yesterday was a weird little day. Not a bad little day, mind you, just a weird little day. I was up at ten after seven hours of sleep. I answered a few e-mails and then moseyed on over to bank one and cashed the pension check – I did it all by myself this time and it went swimmingly, and I was in and out in about four or five minutes. I walked over to my branch of my bank and there was not a single person in line, so I was in and out of there in about five minutes. Very pleased with all that. Then I put gas in the motor car – the inexpensive station nearby was not so inexpensive at $4.49 a gallon, but it was twenty cents cheaper than any other nearby station. It’s outrageous and one wishes someone would do something about it because this kind of price gouging is nauseating. Then I came right home.
Once home, I did a few things on the computer and then I did something I never do – I got back into bed at two and slept until four and that was a good thing. I got up, showered, and got ready to meet Marshall at Dino’s Pizza for the belated birthday dinner. I got there a few minutes early and ordered – the small antipasto salad (I wonder if there’s a propasto salad) and a large pepperoni pizza. He arrived, we had our salad (really tasty) and out came the pizza and we each had four slices of that (remember, the Dino’s slices are not huge so it’s really like three slices). Then we had time to kill, so we took a nice long walk – the night air was quite lovely – not too warm, not cold – and we walked about eight blocks and then the eight blocks back. We passed the Coral Café and we joked about going in and having pie, but we were way too full to even think about that.
Then we took our separate motor cars to the theater and arrived about twenty minutes before intermission. But we knew folks in the lobby and working concessions, so we just yakked and had fun. Then we saw the act two playlets, gave our good wishes, and I headed directly home. Once here, I caught up on e-mails, put on Mr. Wars/Vars, and that was that.
Today, I’ll be up at eight-thirty and out the door at nine. I’ll go have an early and light breakfast and then head over to the used CD store with my credit slip and see if there’s anything new and fun that’s come in since I was last there two weeks ago. Then I’ll hopefully pick up some packages, then come home. I have a Zoom thing with David Wechter at three, then I have to read this other play that Doug Haverty needs me to read, and I have to decide whether I want to direct the reading of it. Then I can watch, listen and relax and you know I will do all three of those things.
Tomorrow, I have a noon o’clock rehearsal with the singer, then the rest of the day and evening are mine all mine. Then next week we have to cast Doug’s play reading and there are many meetings and meals and other stuff, so a busy week. And do send some strong vibes and xylophones as things are getting a little tense around these here parts in certain ways that are really irritating.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up at eight-thirty and out the door at nine, have an early and light breakfast, visit the used CD store, hopefully pick up packages, have a Zoom thing, read a play, and then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: What were your favorite subjects in grammar school, junior high school (middle school), and high school? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, wishing there were more Henryk/Henry Wars/Vars to be had.