Has anyone noticed it doesn't feel like Sunday?
Today I start rehearsals for JOSEPH/DREAMCOAT, not one of my favorite shows, but I'm happy to be working. For three months at least.
I know it is Sunday because my newspaper came with about twelve pounds of advertising inserts and I shall be having bagels mit lox for breakfast.
Here's a news bulletin: I got very tired of the slowness I was having on various Internet sites - so, I opened up IE and went via that browser, and guess what? Faaaaaaast. No slowness whatsover. So, what does this teach me? AOL is ridiculous. Slow, lethargic and most annoying, and if it wouldn't be such a chore to change my e-mail address, I'd just nuke AOL at long last. But, it's too complex to deal with for various reasons.
Happy New Year everybody! I have been e&t once again and I thought I'd start the New Year off my posting and I'm already a day late. I spent the first day of 2005 driving 12 hours in my car to Illinois. Thankfully along the way I could listen to some cd's I got for Christmas: Lost In Boston II and Unsung Musicals II; I'm trying to catch up on those collections.
Today I start rehearsals for JOSEPH/DREAMCOAT, not one of my favorite shows, but I'm happy to be working. For three months at least.
Best wishes to all in the New Year!
Has anyone noticed it doesn't feel like Sunday?
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Oooohhh... And on January 2 too!
Spooky, ain't it?
Dancez-vous as Francois would say.
Hopefully, dear reader Panni will answer dear reader Hisaka's post.
Meanwhile, I've made an interesting discovery.
I was listening to the London Cast Recording of Noel Coward's Sail Away, particularly Elaine Stritch's rendition of "Why Do the Wrong People Travel," and it occurred to me that her delivery is almost exactly like that of Tom Lehrer's. She swings into notes the same way, her timing is the same. They almost have the same voice!
But I bet Marlon Brando found her a more interesting date than Lehrer would have been.
Back from my travels. The sun gave up the ghost and it is now raining - more of a drizzle, really. That Powerbook is imploring me to at least open the box it is in.
Good morning all
Well, I had a bit of an adventure whilst driving over the mountains yesterday. I set off from Ellensburg at around 9 pm, had no real trouble with the weather because the sanding trucks had been through. This, however, caused me a different problem...a lot of dirt and grime being sprayed up on my windshield. I quickly ran out of wiper fluid trying to keep it clean, so by the time I reached the west side of the mountains, I could barely see anything. I decided to pull off in North Bend, a small town just on the edge of the pass, and get some wiper fluid. There is a gas station right off the exit, so I intended to pull off in there. However, being barely able to see anything, I could only guess where the road was. This, combined with certain other factors involving my own stupidity, resulted in me driving headfirst into a ditch. Thankfully this ditch had no water in it, and I'd taken it as such a low speed that no damage was done to the car, but I was indeed stuck. So I got out, surveyed the situation, and called AAA to come and get me out. It was more embarassing than anything else. There I was, with my car at a 45 degree angle sticking out of this ditch, me standing there trying to appear casual, wrapped in about three coats to keep me and my sugar gliders warm...naturally everyone had to stop and take a gander. A few boys in their souped up pick-up trucks stopped and offered their assistance...but I felt it best to wait for the professionals. Pretty soon the cops showed up, of course, and wanted to know if I'd been drinking...which of course I hadn't. But they stayed around to make sure no one else on the road ran into me. All in all, a rather unpleasant experience...but thankfully both the car and I were unharmed and able to drive away. Thank god for AAA roadside assistance.
What better way to kick off a new year than driving one's car directly into a ditch?
Jane - the gliders didn't seem to suffer any problems from being out in the cold. I had them in their pouch, under my shirt right next to my skin, plus a warm coat and a fleece wrap over me...so I think they were alright. They were very glad to be home. They started barking at my mom this morning when she got up...she was a little unnerved by it...
Give Mr. Walton a kiss for me and tell him to read my BOOK!
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I was listening to the London Cast Recording of Noel Coward's Sail Away, particularly Elaine Stritch's rendition of "Why Do the Wrong People Travel," and it occurred to me that her delivery is almost exactly like that of Tom Lehrer's. She swings into notes the same way, her timing is the same. They almost have the same voice!
Well not a good way to start the new year. I am battling similar pains in the neck, head and back that put me in the hospital in October. Luckily I have a doctor's appointment first thing tomorrow and we'll go from there. I will keep all you wonderful people out there in HHW land up to date. I just hope that I don't end up in the emergency room again.
I can see the ad copy for the biopic...
Elaine Stritch IS Tom Lehrer!
I can see the ad copy for the biopic...
Elaine Stritch IS Tom Lehrer!
Well not a good way to start the new year. I am battling similar pains in the neck, head and back that put me in the hospital in October. Luckily I have a doctor's appointment first thing tomorrow and we'll go from there. I will keep all you wonderful people out there in HHW land up to date. I just hope that I don't end up in the emergency room again.
The Grove is one of those outdoor "entertainment centers" (do not call it a "mall") that out-Disneylands Disneyland. Developments like this feature ersatz architecture, built-in theme, and much ado over the very same stores that you might find in Anytown, U.S. of A.
I almost gave into an itch today at Best Buy. I stood there staring at a Panasonic DVD recorder with a 120 gig harddrive. The only reason I didn't buy it was that I haven't done an ounce of research into such a unit yet and didn't want to buy blind from the shelf. I'll check it out on the web this week and if the reviews are happy, I'll go back and pick it up.
That Powerbook is calling to me - "Open the box, please, open the box."
I don't need a copy of the radio show (I hate listening to myself), but I'm sure there might be a dear reader or two who might want it.
I'm craving something sweet - but there is nothing sweet in the house except some vanilla ice cream - BORING.Amalia didn't think so.
I don't think it's raining "heavily". It's raining lightly.
I'd like to swing some cats.
The singers are all named Dutch.