PrairieDog of Simmer

[ismo]

I have little to say of any interest, because I spent an ungodly number of hours on the phone today. I won't even say HOW many hours, but if you imagined that I had a part-time job answering phones, you'd probably guess about right. This morning I had my usual call with Queenie, and later on, a regularly scheduled Zoom with writer friends. And then I found that while I was on the Zoom, my friend from Minnesota called. Given that she recently had major surgery to correct nerve damage in her arm and hand, I felt I should call back. I'm not sure why anyone would want to talk to me, but apparently they do. It's not that I didn't want to have any of these conversations, but when they take place all at once, I end up feeling kind of drained and stupefied. I'm sure it would be different if I were an extrovert, but I'm not!

I did little else but some dusting and tidying. When the Sparrowhawk came home from the gym, we watched the second half of the Criterion DVD of the 1935 movie of "A Midsummer Night's Dream," with the soundtrack mostly by Mendelsohn. It's a truly amazing work of fantastical genius. You wouldn't think that Mickey Rooney would make a good Puck, but he was very young at the time, and he's terrific. James Cagney plays Bottom, and he too is terrific in the role. One can also see that this version of Oberon shaped Elven representations up to Lee Pace's Thranduil in the Hobbit movies. At least, I thought so. And now, "lovers, to bed! Tis almost fairy time."

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[oracne]

Ooh. I should watch that. I got to sing the womens' choruses in that piece a couple of times, I think. Once for sure was at the Mann Center, with the orchestra and...an actress whose name I can't remember narrating. It was the gig that meant we have to change our flights to the Spoleto Festival, so it was 2000. I am pretty sure I sang it for a Ballet production as well...I think? It is lost in the mists of time.