Good morning, all! I was feeling under the weather around 7:30 last night so I went to bed and watched the first four episodes of BROTHER & SISTERS, season 1. I'm enjoying it, I think, but Sally Fields' neurotic never-shut-the-hell-up mother grates on me. I believe I will plow through the entire first season and see how I feel about continuing with the story. So far, my favorite characters are Justin, the strung-out brother, and the young intern at the studio, who keeps surprising me with more skills and intelligence than one would assume.
So, today, I slept in very late and I believe I will putter here for a while, then go into midtown on an errand, come back and watch the rest of discs 2 &3 of BROTHERS & SISTERS. I want to send disc 1 back to Netflix so I'll get Disc 4 SAP.
Last night was filled with very bizarre dreams: WHERE'S CHARLEY? at Goodspeed in a revival with the same cast, but the Loesser songs were being supplemented with Jule Styne interpolations, and a dream about an old friend Jeffrey Gingold, who one day without warning dropped out of my life around 1990 to never return phone calls or keep in touch. Jeffrey's roommate when I first knew him around 1984 was a young lady who was the cousin of the young male star of CAN'T STOP THE MUSIC. She was a believer that the casting couch was the quickest route to stardom. I got the impression it was a family conceit.
I also want to see ENCHANTED again this week - are you game DR Jose? - and I'm waiting to hear from Charlotte, who, I suspect, is much more concerned with preparing for Christmas and seeing her high school friends and boyfriend Jon than me at the present.
