Well, dear readers, I had a somewhat sleepy day off – that is, I didn’t have enough sleep when I should have had enough sleep – only five hours, maybe even less – but slept five MORE hours during the sleepy day off, about which more in a moment when I get to that part. Thus far, I have not gotten to that part, but I have hinted at that part as I am a notorious hinter from Hintsville, USA. But let’s just start from the start because I have to be up quite early in the morning for our ten to one rehearsal, during which we’ll be rehearsing. But I haven’t gotten to that part, but I have hinted at that part. Anyway, I got up at ten, answered e-mails, and then got ready to go pick up something in Woodland Hills at noon o’clock. There can be awful traffic, so I gave myself plenty of time to get there. Of course, invariably when you give yourself plenty of time to get there, there is no traffic and you get there in plenty of time, which is what happened. So, I waited there until the person arrived, I picked up what needed picking up, and then I hied myself over to a Mexican jernt called Sol y Luna, a very popular jernt with the Tarzana populace. It’s traditional Mexican cuisine and I’d been there once before, about two and a half years ago for a meeting with the publicist for Sami, our web series. I didn’t really remember much about the food, though. Anyway, David Wechter was already there when I arrived. I’d parked at a meter across the street – one hour – so I knew I’d have to go feed it at some point – only I didn’t. This one-hour meter said there were 466 minutes left, no mean feat, and that it would expire at twelve midnight. So, I didn’t have to feed it anything, since it was free. That was good. David had a fish salad, and I had my usual one beef taco and one cheese enchilada, which comes with a small thing of guacamole and sour cream. I wasn’t crazy about the salsa, but the guac was great. If you order for the table, they make it tableside, but we did not order for the table, it was just on the side, which was fine by me. Taco was good and so was the cheese enchilada. Rice was weird in that it wasn’t Spanish rice, just white rice. Beans were really good, however. We had fun yakking away and were there for almost ninety minutes.

Once done, I’d intended to take a chance on the freeway, but the signs are in such weird places that everyone always turns at the street instead of after it. So, I ended up at Victory, a couple of miles north, but Victory was a breeze and probably faster than the freeway. I stopped at the mail place, then came right home. That was at three-thirty, and I posted that I was exhausted. Somewhere around four or four-fifteen, I went in the living room and sat in my soporific armchair and was out like a light in about five seconds. The Soporific Armchair – that’s the title of my next novel. The next thing I knew, it was seven-thirty when I arose from the soporific armchair. I walked from there directly to the bedroom, where I plopped down on the soporific bed and the next thing I knew it was nine o’clock. So, that was pretty much the afternoon and evening. Guess I needed the sleep. Then I caught up on e-mails again, did a little organizing, and here we are.

Today, I’ll be up by eight-thirty and out the door by ten after nine, at which point I’ll mosey on over to the theater and set up for our rehearsal. Cheryl Baxter will arrive at ten and we’ll show her the first half of the number she’ll be completing, then the main four characters and I will go to the other room to run scenes while she finishes the number. Once she’s done, we’ll check it out, and then we’ll show her the rest of what we’ve done to see if she wants to clean any of it up. Once we’re done, I’ll need to put some gas in the motor car at some point, and I’ll either come home to eat or go somewhere to eat – the most likely scenario being bringing something home. Then I really just need to relax and do a show order and get the commentary for Kritzerland done. Then I can watch, listen, and relax.

Tomorrow, we have two people rehearsing for Kritzerland – so that will be fast and easy, then I relax and rest and get ready to be younger than springtime and older than dirt. Monday is, of course, my birthday and I’m being taken to lunch, so that will be nice. Tuesday is our stumble-through and then we have a play rehearsal right after that. Wednesday, I rest until it’s time for sound check and show and I pray we have a good house. I haven’t figured out how we’re selling the book or CDs yet – I need to get the app from PayPal so we can charge on my phone. Then Thursday we’re back rehearsing.

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up by eight-thirty and out the door by ten after nine, rehearse, put gas in the motor car, eat, do a show order and commentary, and then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: What was your first experience eating Mexican food? What did you have, did you like it, what’s the best you’ve had, and what do you like now? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland in either the soporific armchair or the soporific bed.