Well, dear readers, what can I say about yesterday that hasn’t already been said? Everything, since no one has said anything, least of all me. I have said nothing about yesterday and yet here I am saying what can I say about yesterday that hasn’t already been said. So, let’s just cut to the proverbial chase and say stuff about yesterday that I haven’t already said. I got very little sleep – what else is new? I finally got out of bed at eight and was out the door by eight-thirty so she of the Evil Eye could do her cleaning routine. I moseyed on over to Hugo’s and had pasta papa. First time ever, could not finish it. Ate two-thirds of it and that was it. Then I went to Staples – haven’t been there in years. I had them scan a larger item that was too big for my home scanner. That was quick and they put it on a thumb drive for me. Then it was a quick Gelson’s run – I just got four Sparkling Ice drinks – haven’t had that in a couple of years either – they have a new Starburst flavor – cherry – I tried that when I got home and it was very flavorful. Now I’ll seek out the other Starburst flavors. I was so zonked that after doing a few things on the computer and answering e-mails, I just laid down on the bed and was asleep instantly and stayed asleep for five hours. I got up, answered newly arrived e-mails, watched an episode of a TV series I’d never watched back in 1963 – one season only – twenty-six episodes, but none were available online until now – someone uploaded all twenty-six. Not great quality, but it’s George C. Scott, some very good directors like Jack Smight, and Robert Hooks and Cicely Tyson as regulars – Elizabeth Wilson, too – and the guest stars in the episode I watched were a very young Penny Fuller, Robert Drivas, and Mr. Carroll O’Connor. Not a great episode, but sure good acting and a good score by Kenyon Hopkins. I’ll be watching more. Then I sat on my couch like so much fish and went out like a light for another two hours. Seven hours of sleep from noon-thirty to almost nine-thirty, save for the time I was up. I needed it. But I have to get on a normal schedule, so tonight I’ll be in bed no later than one-thirty. That was pretty much it and it was pretty much that, not necessarily in that order.
Today, I’ll be up by eleven at the latest, I’ll do whatever needs doing, I’ll go to the mail place as a small package is arriving and hopefully the important envelope will be there so I don’t have to jump through hoops (no mean feat at my age), I’ll check up on blurb, I should be able to see the flaps and approve those, I’ll finish the liner notes of our next release, I’m still waiting to hear from the pressing plant about when CDs will be ready and it better be by Friday, if I get blurb two then we should be able to get stuff to the publisher by next Monday, I’ll eat, then at some point I can watch, listen, and relax.
The rest of the week is more of all that, on Saturday I’m supping and seeing a show, Sunday will be a ME day, and then next week is very busy with putting the book and new CD up for pre-order.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up by eleven at the latest, do whatever needs doing, go to the mail place and pick up a small package and hopefully the important envelope, check and see where we are on blurb two, hopefully hear from the pressing plant, approve the dust jacket flaps, eat, and then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Ask BK Day, the day in which you get to ask me or any dear reader any old question you like and we get to give any old answer we like. So, let’s have loads of lovely questions and loads of lovely answers and loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, having said all there is to say about yesterday.