Since the news is ever horrifying; treason, COVID numbers shooting through the roof, idiots not wearing masks (you know I could go on and on,) let’s look at a photo of two little beings dining together for a brief moment:
And it was a brief moment. The moth was there first, then the bee landed and then…
The moth got worried about the lack of social distancing and took off.
I put in another three hours or so on the dollhouse stonework. I’ve reached the window, so one more session for this side of the house should do it. It’s so tedious. When I stop for the day, my muscles ache and I feel as if I’ve been released from hard labor. An exaggeration, of course, but it’s not my favorite thing to do. Nevertheless, I am determined to finish it.
Today is grocery pick-up day. I think our slot is at 3:00. More rain is forecast this afternoon with storms, etc. We ended up only having a light rain yesterday that lasted about 10 minutes and that was that. It’s very humid today, so I’m hoping we have more of those thunderstorms on the way.
But maybe not while we’re driving.
We’re watching Frasier now. We watched it several years ago on Netflix in its entirety. We are craving excellent writing, acting, and storylines written with wit and style. Cheers had that. Frasier has it. Both shows were blessed by wonderful cast members who created a strong ensemble. I grabbed my laptop yesterday to re-watch the final episode of Cheers, as it was disappearing from Netflix today. Impeccably executed, written, and acted. It hit the perfect note. and once again, I teared up as I was watching it. Almost every series I’ve written about lately, including Will & Grace, was shepherded and directed by the great Jim Burrows. Don worked with him onstage many, many years ago and Jim always remembered him and cast him in several of his television shows. He was also the force behind Taxi, and Friends. He is the son of the great Abe Burrows, known for his work on the books of How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying (for which he won the Pulitzer Prize) and Guys and Dolls. Talk about a talented family!
We’re saddened by the passing of the great Carl Reiner. There was no one like him. May he rest in peace. We are thinking about his family, about Dick Van Dyke, and about his best friend, Mel Brooks.
And finally, we are saddened to hear it officially: Broadway won’t reopen until 2021. We are not surprised, but hearing it announced by the Broadway League was depressing. That means that major regional theaters will also be dark until next year.
That means neither of us have work until well into 2021, nor have the hundreds of thousands of people who work in theaters, from set designers to box office staff. Unemployment benefits are running out here in the state of New York. What will my colleagues do? How will they survive? Actors can’t work from home. Singers can’t work from home. Dancers can’t work from home.
If I let myself think about this too much, my heart breaks into a thousand pieces.
Stay safe.
Happy Wednesday.
