My sister LaRae's daughter Cheryl made a fast trip to Phoenix with her family to see the big league players in preseason training in Phoenix. They are also visiting her BIL and wife who live miles from me. She warned me they had so much coming and going to do, she might not be able to stop by. But we did have a very long chat on the phone that was most fulfilling. We had alot to talk about. I told her about Blue and said I would send her a copy of the play when I was finished.
Doc and I filmed Scene 4 and he was funny as usual, so it was a very productive day. Oh guess what, I was lying bed half asleep, and I saw a sudden dream image of my thermostat. Electricity suddenly flashed from it. I thought, oh oh, I hope something is not going wrong with my thermostat. When I tried to turn it on when morning came, it had blown out. All that goes on is the fan. The numbers have all disappeared leaving this beige colored window. Hey, I have also dreamed about a beige window. I don't know what it will take to get this fixed, but I have to wait to Monday now even to report it. Thank god, it is not 110 degrees, when this happened.
My Youtube video blog hit 7,300 hits today, about 40 in two days, and I was surprised becasue everyone is usually busy celebrating the end of the work week on Friday, and doing laundry and such on Saturday. Bloggers are not posting by the number. I have trained myself to write every day, so I can't be stopped. I may be the only blogger left standing, but I will not stop. You can count on it. I am trying to get a play production date set up for over there. I want to meet a lot of theater people as soon as I get dead. Otherwise I will just ignore my passing until I have actually gone cold. That is my plan. I intend to enjoy life until my last breath.
James Dean has promised to be my producer when I arrive to the great theater in the sky.
