Good morning, all! I slept late; just didn't want to get out of bed. I'm sure it's depression because I'm going through too much stress at the moment, and I'm not happy about it. On the plus side, I've got great friends around me as well as here at HHW, and I'm not living in a refrigerator carton on the street.
Today, I promised my best friend from college who now lives in Brooklyn to see THE LAST KING OF SCOTLAND (a real laugh riot, I'm sure!). I am looking forward to it, but I suspect it will be a heavy film. Before then, I have a few reports to look over and improve.
I'm listening to the new JACQUES BREL . . . revival cast recording. Some of it is quite wonderful, but some of the arrangements strike me as deliberately bizarre. Good cast, however.
TOD: I believe the only oneacts I have seen in New York are those by my friends David Ives and Chris Durang, who are two very funny writers. When I was acting, for some reason, I always ended up in absurdist plays: Daddy in both THE SANDBOX and THE AMERICAN DREAM, and two Ionesco cmedies: MAID TO MARRY and THE BALD SOPRANO. I liked them all.
