It does sort of feel like part of a day off.

I don’t have a client until this afternoon. AND (!!) Peitor is currently in an airplane enroute to Montreal, so I did not have 700 files of notes in my inbox this morning!!

I did have 7 texts from him in WhatsApp by 5:30AM, but they did not require me to do anything. Yet. (They will, though.)

The script for the TV pilot is DONE. And we ran it by a long-time, veteran screenwriter in LA, to check for formatting errors (there were a few), but now it is really, truly done, and we can focus on the synopsis and the pitch bible. And we still have 4 weeks to get it all into shape.

So we are on track, but I still feel kind of exhausted. But I guess in a good way.

We’re running the script by Wayne in NYC right now — just to get his impression of the show: would it be something he would watch if he randomly stumbled upon the show on TV?

Wayne despises everything on TV, so if there’s even a glimmer of interest from him, that will be exciting!

AND continuing in the not totally exhausted YET department:

Sandra called yesterday, so we are gearing up to get back to “The Guide to Being Fabulous” both Off-Broadway, and the HBO adaptation.

[Sandra said: “I bet all your projects are going to hit at once and you’re going to be really busy.” I get that feeling, too, frankly and it’s fucking scary.]

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Meanwhile.

Yesterday! Wow, gang.

My 94-year-old Japanese client did indeed wish to go to Peony Bistro for lunch. And the food was fantastic and the restaurant was really pretty inside.

They serve both Chinese and Japanese food, so we had the Japanese food and really, my client was in heaven. Even though he was born in NYC, back in 1930, he did spend many, many years living in Japan. (Including during WWII.) It meant so much to him — not just to have an outing , but the fact that not only was the Japanese food authentic, but also that the restaurant had such great ambiance. That meant a lot to him.

He was in such good spirits. And we laughed a lot. He is still coherent enough to have a great sense of humor. At the end of our meal, they brought us each a fortune cookie, but he said he was not interested in his.

I said, “You don’t want to know what your fortune is?”

“No.”

“You want it to just run into you all at once, when you aren’t even prepared for it?’

He laughed and said yes. So. I opened his fortune cookie for him. Here they are! I thought they were both a little uncanny. Mine was the one about finances:

So, we had just an incredible day. We really did. And I get to go back to that same restaurant on Saturday afternoon, with my Q-following friend!! (I texted her last night to let her know the food was really good.)

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On other fronts.

I did indeed get a membership to the local shooting range, where I took that introductory class back in December. The new client the agency assigned me this week lives very close to the shooting range, so it will give me plenty of opportunities each week to stop in and practice (handguns). So I decided to get the membership.

One of the perks, though, that comes with the membership: I can get a FREE machine gun rental for one entire month. Doesn’t that just wreak of an accident waiting to happen? I cannot imagine even wanting to touch a machine gun. Anyway…

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I guess that’s it for today.

Enjoy your Thursday, wherever you are in the world.

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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I leave you with this.

I am still sort of reeling from the news about David Johansen (see yesterday’s “Update” post.) And doing the kind of in-home caregiver work that I do — I know how incredibly expensive it is to get good quality care when you are dying. And how awful the quality of care can be in this country when you have to rely on any kind of welfare. It just broke my heart that his daughter had to go to the press and ask his fans to please help, that their money is basically gone.

If you can contribute to his Sweet Relief Musicians fund, it is here.

I know I’ve posted about the New York Dolls on the blog before, but I will repeat: I will never forget being 13 years old, and discovering In Too Much Too Soon in the record department at the local discount store!

What a thrill. I really, really LOVED glam rock back then. And I loved that whole album. (I also loved when he had his Buster Poindexter act in the 1980s.)

While it breaks my heart to know what he is going through at the end of his life now, I feel so blessed to be able to contribute even a little bit every month to help his family help him. There were quite a few years here recently when I could not even afford to feed myself.

So. Here’s one from the New York Dolls, followed by my favorite Buster Poindexter song!! Enjoy, gang.