Lots of little things have happened this week — and, oddly, almost ALL of them were good!

Tomorrow I will have time to do a longer post about all of it. But I’ve got to dash out here soon, to go spend the day with my favorite 94-year-old Japanese client! And then — two whole days off!!

Yay!

And — yes! — on my days off, I will be spring-cleaning the remaining rooms of this house with my beloved Bissell powerbrush-pet carpet shampooer!!! Double yay!!

AND — going here:

So.

Peitor will finally be at Series Mania in Lille, France, beginning this evening. He had a horrible time in Montreal, a horrible time in Iowa, a truly horrible time in Los Angeles, then a quick but horrible time in London… so here’s hoping, now that he’s back in his beloved France, he will stop having horrible times.

Here is a very, very brief synopsis of our TV streaming proposal, in case you’re interested (this is printed on the back of a sample photo collage, below):

“Fresh Paint is a one-hour screwball-dramedy streaming series about Dewitt Lawson’s search for the meaning of his own life, while the world as he knows it is caving in on him. Having had the great misfortune of reaching age 46 with everything having always worked out perfectly for him, Dewitt Lawson is suddenly faced with the fact that he possesses no skills whatsoever to navigate the snowballing problems of the art house film company he recently inherited from his father.

It also appears that from his love life to his spiritual life, everything that once worked for Dewitt now falls flat – has he lost his magic? Feeling stranded and abandoned, Dewitt must repeatedly learn how to remain one step ahead of catastrophe – and the Finnish Mob – while saddled with a bevy of culturally diverse, cross-generational characters, ages 22 to 85. By enrolling each of them, and their unique and often colorful survival skills, Dewitt just might get the company – and his life – to turn completely around.”

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Nick Cave sent out a really, really beautiful Red Hand File yesterday, specifically about his song “Skeleton Tree,” written just after his son Arthur’s death. He says, in part:

“…When I wrote ‘Skeleton Tree’, I could not perceive any hope in the song at all. It was a vacuum, all nihilism and void. Listening to it now, years later, I can hear its insistent beauty loud and clear. The echo is not empty, Russell, not in the slightest – we call out, and given time, the echo comes back bearing the entirety of the world.”

You can read it in full here.

And don’t forget!!

In just about 3 weeks, Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds’ North American Wild God Tour begins!! Buy tickets here!

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That’s it for now, gang. But I will return tomorrow!!

Enjoy your Saturday, wherever you are in the world!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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I leave you with this!

This popped up on my “frequent plays” while driving on the backroads into town yesterday. It was a really beautiful, sunny spring day! And it was sort of wonderful to revisit my wee bonny youth while driving in the Hinterlands at age 64 and a 1/2 (this song was a smash hit when I was 10) — and marveling at the thought that the Rolling Stones can no longer sing this song in public!! (Marxist woke-ism, gang).

Okay. Enjoy!! (oh, and play it LOUD!)