Well, dear readers, I must write these here notes in a hurry because I want to shave tonight and shower tonight before bed and I also want to write three or four more pages, and I must be up by ten so I can futz and finesse and be ready for my 11:30 pickup by the Pearl’s for Cindy Pearl’s birthday lunch at noon o’clock, and if I didn’t have to write these here notes in a hurry I’d just keep writing this run-on sentence from here to eternity and hell and back but I’m afraid we must end it here and begin an entirely new sentence. So, yesterday, what can we say about yesterday that hasn’t already been said? Well, everything, since nothing’s been said. I go seven hours of sleep, got up around eleven, answered a bunch of e-mails, hot dogs arrived just before noon and were excellent, and then I began futzing and finessing, which took a bit of time. Then I wrote a couple of new pages, then took a break, dozed off for a bit, dealt with more e-mails, wrote a few more new pages and am coming to a really important end of chapter, which happens a bit more than halfway through the book, which I passed yesterday, then I watched part one of a new HBO Documentary on Mel Brooks. It’s well done, I suppose, but there have been so many documentaries and features about Mel, and clips from those comprise a lot of this, that it seems we’ve heard it all before. Still, Mel is charming. Most of the talking heads, including the co-director of this, Judd Apatow, are actors, writers, and filmmakers I don’t find funny at all. Lots of clips from the movies and the new interviews with Mel show him to be alert and with it and smart as ever at ninety-nine years of age. I’ll watch part two over the weekend, I think. After that, I had a long telephonic conversation, and then I wrote a few more new pages – eight so far – and as already said, will try for three or four more once these here notes are posted and I’ve shaved. That was pretty much it.

Today, I’ll be up by ten, I’ll futz and finesse and maybe write a new page or two, then the Pearls arrive and we go for the birthday lunch. After that, they’ll return me to the home environment, and I’ll write for a couple of hours. Then around six, I’ll mosey on over to the mail place and pick up the little package that arrived two days ago, then I’ll mosey on over to the theater. Depending on the audience, I’ll either watch or leave after act one and get more writing done. In heartening news, Saturday and Sunday already look like they have decent-sized audiences, so that’s a good thing and unusual for week two. Even tonight isn’t terrible.

Tomorrow, I write all day, then I’ll probably attend the show with the same caveat – depending on the audience I’ll either stay or leave after act one. I’ll definitely attend Sunday’s show and talkback, and I think maybe have a nice dinner afterwards. Then next week, Muse Margaret should get the next batch of new pages, and I’ll head towards the end of the book, at least that’s the plan.

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up by ten, futz and finesse, write a new page or two, have a birthday lunch, come home, write more new pages, go to the mail place, go to the theater, and then come home and write more new pages. 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 – CD, an upcoming Kritzerland release. Streaming, the Mel Brooks thing. Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy that performances continue.