Sigh. So I called Mom and asked her how the DVD recording of A Matter of Life and Death, the greatest movie ever, the one that I have been waiting to get for 20 years, and it was still recording and it was going just fine. Then she said that it was 1 hour and 45 minutes long, so she set it to record for 1 hour and 46 minutes.

Yeah, which was great, but my TiVo said that it was 2 hours long. And, of course, she missed the end. The movie is 1 hour and 45 minutes long, but of course there's the guy talking at the beginning and at the end, and why she added one minute like an insane lunatic rather than adding five minutes as one always does when something is on a movie channel, I'll never know. Even if she hadn't done two hours, if she had done 1 hour and 50 minutes, she would have gotten the whole damn thing.

Ah well, maybe they'll show it again. SOME DAY.

I was hideously late for the matinee today, since the family wasn't home so I took the opportunity to come upstairs and put more albums on my ipod.

Ah yes, you missed the ipod, I got it from Mom for my birthday, which was the best present ever in history, since she surprised me it a 60 gig, instead of the 30 that I had asked for. I am madly in love with it, and its name is Iggy. As in Iggy Pod, get it?

I'm slowly putting all of my albums on Iggy, which takes forever, especially when you don't have a computer, so I usually use Cynthia's computer when she's not home so I'm not in the way when she wants to check her own email.

Today I put on about 25 more albums, W through X, so I still have to put on A through F, the majority of my cd collection are captured. And now I have all of my Weavers albums, and David Wilcox and Andrew WK and Kitty Wells and the X Files album Songs in the Key of X and Gillian Welch and Dar Williams and Suzanne Vega. And the Forbidden Broadway albums that I got out of the library.

It's really amazing how many 200 year old folk songs I have. How did I live before having them all in one place? I'll never know.

So yeah, what with all if the Iggy-ing, I left the house about 45 minutes later than I meant to, though I could have managed to get there only fifteen minutes later than the latest I should get there, which is fine, since the audience usually only starts to arrive around then, but some silly bitch got a flat tire in the Tunnel, so what are you gonna do?

Get there at 2.56p for a 3p show, that's what. An almost sold out show. Joe Franklin came again. And it all ended up being fine, but honestly, the flat tire happened within sight of the Tunnel exit, you'd think that it could happen a couple of hundred yards later.

I didn't even try to sell a brownie. Get 'em in, start the show, go to rehearsal.

I'm directing this one man show that Omar wrote, starring a friend of his, since the role is Omar and he couldn't get up there and actually relive this section of his life. I wasn't actually that interested in directing it--that's an understatement, I turned the thing down, then changed my mind and am doing it as a favour.

It's nine pages long and thirty minutes. How can that be? Because he's on the phone the whole time and solid monologue makes for much longer than the usual one minute a page.

We blocked most of the rest of the show, one and a half pages left, and Omar kept saying things like "Well, the character is like..." and the actor and I would laugh our asses off. "O yeah, the character!"

Of course now, Omar, the man who can never stop re-writing, is cutting stuff from the end, no matter how much I try to get him to freeze the damn show. But, as he put it, if he was watching it thinking, "When is he going to electrocute himself in the bath for Chrissakes?" and it's his own life he's watching, the audience will be bored out of their minds.

Good point.

Tonight I went in and watched the show, which was okay, although you shouldn't be thinking during a one-hour long full-length play "Does this end?"

A couple of the actors gave better performances than I thought they were capable of, and one guy looked much better in drag than I thought he could, but the lead guy was Mister Insincere Actor guy, and, it turns out, used to have his own TV talk show, I thought he just had the same name. No wonder I didn't believe a word he said.

Alright. Gotta go home and watch the Emmys. I'm going to try to do a recap on paper and type it out tomorrow if that doesn't make my head explode. We'll all see!

Today's horoscope:
Make sure you keep your sense when dealing with dollars and cents right now. Any cash flow issues you're currently confronting will get better if you make an honest effort to deal with them -- but if you don't, trouble could ensue.

One year ago today:
So I'm writing an entry today and I am posting it today and when I get my computer back I will start from where I am at that minute and I HAVE SPOKEN!!!

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