What is WRONG with me?
Anyway, la-di-dah and there was also a Bruce Springsteen concert. But that was boring. So you know it was a dream.
I guess it's an office. It's where the attendent hangs out and watches TV. I am assuming someone dumped that TV. You could pretty much set up housekeeping in a cabin you built yourself from the pickings at that place.
Anyway, you'll be shocked to hear that I'm not feeling as hateful towards Christmas as usual. You have to realize that I haven't actually done anything like go Christmas shopping or put up any decorations but I've thought about it. I have actually thought about it. I swear. I've even thought about Christmas cards but I have made no move in that direction. Perhaps next week, when the show at the Opera House is history. We've got two more rehearsals and then performances Friday and Saturday nights. We've yet to have a rehearsal where the entire cast showed up. Hell, we've yet to have a rehearsal where 75% of the cast showed up. There seems to be some dire illness which keeps striking one member after another. Anyway, I'm not worried. These things always work out. We Foley people almost have our shit together. "Almost" being the key word.
I've enjoyed working with the fifteen year old guy who is apprenticing with Kathleen and me. He's very quiet, very responsible, and sort of funny. His dad's a preacher and on Sunday I asked him if he'd ever heard Dusty Springfield's song, Son Of A Preacher Man. He had not and I advised him to youtube it and I hope he does and if you haven't heard it lately, here it is.
What in hell is it with those English people who sound like they're from the coal mines of the Appalachians? Joe Cocker? Amy Winehouse?
I don't know.
But I do know that Dusty Springfield was one hell of a singer and Son Of A Preacher Man is one hell of a song.
All right. I've wasted half my day and those floors are not going to mop themselves and I need to take a walk and listen to some more of Steve Jobs' biography. I hate the narration on this one (I can just hear the narrator telling himself to read with expression!) but I'm enjoying it anyway. Yeah, Jobs was sort of crazy and a certified asshole at times. So what? He did change the world with his mind and you have to be crazy to think you can do that and then actually accomplish it.
I have a hard time actually changing a light bulb so I'm in awe.
Y'all have a good day.