Well, dear readers, I am sitting here like so much fish, not going left, not going right – why, it’s like I’m losing my mind. What am I, Sally Durant Plummer all of a sudden. Of course, one could say that I lost my mind ages ago but thankfully I found it along the way, so now I do, in fact, have my mind. Mind you, I don’t mind having my mind and please keep that in mind. I’ll tell you what I haven’t lost – my weight. In fact, that’s what I should be singing: The sun comes up, I think about it. Each time I sup, I think about it. And don’t you know, I should be losing my weight. I actually think I may have lost some weight since getting the crud. And speaking of the crud, yesterday was better than the two days prior. I didn’t cough once until around seven in the evening. Evenings seem to bring out the cough. It wasn’t as bad, though, and the guck wasn’t quite as much as the previous two days, so that was nice. But I’m still not quite up to snuff so I hope I keep improving every day. I will be happy when the crud and the guck have gone for good. That will be a day to celebrate. But enough about that, let’s talk about this. I did manage to watch a motion picture last night, a new one entitled Off the Grid. It’s a rather bad motion picture all the way around. Poorly written and directed, and I did feel bad for a couple of the actors in it – they’re fine actors trying to play a script that has no good dialogue and having to play the same scenes over and over again – it’s basically one long chase film and begins with the seemingly obligatory crunching fight scene but instead of cutting away and leaving us in the dark as to what the outcome was, we get the outcome, therefore we know in advance what happens to one of the characters – and that is followed by the now hoary title card “Five days earlier.” I suspect the movie was fairly low-budget and I wish they would outlaw the use of drone shots of trees. In fact, no more drone shots period. Bad score doesn’t help things and being too long at an hour and forty-five minutes. Very few reviews can be found. It’s streaming on Prime for $6.99 for anyone who likes Rambo-style movies.
Prior to that, I was up at eight after about five hours of sleep but went back to bed at nine and slept three more hours, arising at noon. Didn’t send the book files in because I’m waiting on the photo gallery details. Then a friend asked me to read her memoir of her early years as a dancer/actress who ran around with some interesting and well-known folks. I know her because she’s one of the dancers in The First Nudie Musical – she’s in the Honey, What’cha Doin’ Tonight number as well as the Let ‘Em Eat Cake number. I began reading it and got through the first chapter and the writing’s fine and interesting, but she needs a proofer to fix all the punctuation and formatting issues. I told he if she sent me the Word doc that I’d try to do it as I read – it’s 139 manuscript pages but single-spaced and densely packed, so I may have to not do it because it may take too much time and I do have to get my book into the designers and also finish planning the Kritzerland show. I’ll do the first chapter – it’s only six or seven pages and we’ll see how much time it takes. I may at least get her on the road. If I can’t do it, I might recommend she pay someone to do it. What I will help with is getting her to my book designer and I’ve already talked to my gal at the publisher, and she’ll get the same people who do my books.
I had a chili dog and a burger from Carny’s, both very good and not too horrible, calorie-wise. I did get hungry later in the evening, but rather than have a sugar-laden dessert, I got some boneless chicken wings from Popeye’s, and they were quite good and quite filling. I can’t go to bed too early – need to let the tummy digest the wings first. And that was about it.
Today, I’ll be up when I’m up, I’m hoping for blurb three to arrive, I’m hoping for the photo gallery news so I can get the book to the designers, I’m hoping to feel better, I’m hoping to finally choose the last two songs so I can get the damn music to people, I’ll eat, and then I’ll hope the fireworks don’t go on too damn long even though I know that they will. I’m sure I’ll watch, listen, and relax.
The weekend is unknown and will depend wholly on how I’m feeling and how much crud and gunk is left.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up when I’m up, hoping I get blurb three, hoping I get photo gallery info, hoping to get the book to the designers, choose the final two songs and get people their music, eat, hear fireworks, and then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Friday – what is currently in your CD player and your DVD/Blu and Ray/streaming player? I’ll start – no idea. Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to have found my mind after losing it. Have a safe fourth of July.