Tetchy.
So I’m on my sixth trumpet player already. No, no, sorry no, and no, sorry. That’s all I’ve heard since my guy bailed (via a message through someone else) yesterday. It’s amazing how one domino in the line — one stone thrown in the pond — can affect everything else. I could just scream. I [...]
Skeevy.
That’s how I feel today. Just a lil skeevy. But I think it’s good for me. Stress keeps me paying attention. I think sometimes that I allow things to stress me because I’m disorganized. Er…I mean, my disorganization causes me stress. Anyway, you get it. The Thriller has long known this about me, and has, [...]
La marche de temps
Tomorrow, my son will be 29 years old. Never thought I’d see the day. I was telling someone yesterday how easy it is for me to “see” my sons as babies; how much detail I remember of their faces, their voices…it’s like it was all last week instead of the early 80s. And now look. [...]
Dialing down the suck-o-meter
And there was…life. We rounded a bend in rehearsals last night. Not saying we went totally around the corner, but we’re navigating the curve. OK, enough euphemisms for “we might finally be getting it right.” Dial down the suck to “moderate.” Our singers/actors are an interesting bunch. Last night, Stein came to rehearsal (I bribed [...]
Can I just share?
Can I just share? I love sharing things with you; you know that, fiends. This post is part RNF, part Various & Sundry, part rant, part head-scratcher, part Boot to the Head, part Everything Else. It’s just a buncha parts. I think it’s how I choose to deal with my crushing stress level this morning. [...]