In order to make any headway on the writing front, I need the authorial equivalent of a running start – all the way back to the Tease, reading over what I have, zipping along through the first act, picking up speed in the second act until I reaching the point where I left off – where I launch myself, allowing momentum to carry me headlong into the unknown. Like the long jump: sprint, stride, stride, and LEEAAAAAAP! I landed somewhere on P.38, smackdab in the middle of Act III.
So far, so good except that I have a feeling this script is going to be long. On the bright side, I’m sure my fellow writers will be more than happy to tell me what to lose when the time comes.
I also spent some time today going through the 2009 Michelin Tokyo guide, cross-referencing with last year’s, checking out the reviews on Chowhound and Egullet, and perusing the restaurant websites. My list is huge and growing ever-larger. I’m tempted to follow through on the plan I had last year and take a page out of Chef Rob Belcham’s handbook. On his last trip to New York, he was only in for three days and made those days count, sitting down to multiple lunches and dinners. I figure that, once in Tokyo, I’ll be up early enough for a Tsukiji sushi breakfast, then an early 11:00 lunch, a late 14:30 lunch, an earlyish 18:00 dinner, and maybe a late night 10:00 snack. The key, of course, is not to overstuff. But judging from my last Tokyo culinary excursion, that may be a problem. All the same, I will try to avoid another one of those 21 dessert days.
So, as many of you will recall, I bought my mother a new t.v. set on my last trip to Montreal. After some confusion, it seemed she had finally mastered the darn thing and was finally able to watch “that dancing show” in glorious HD. The other day, however, she informed me she was having trouble. She suspected that “the men who came did not set up properly” because, try as she might, she couldn’t access any channels. “I mean, what the hell?”I remember thinking. “Why do they have to make these things so damn complicated?” As it turns out, things weren’t so complicated after all. I just got a call from my sister who was on her way back from mom’s house to deal with the t.v. issue, interrupting her dinner and driving over to do so. Apparently, mom has most of the basics down (ie. She no longer holds the remote upside down and holds down the Channel Down button to raise the volume), but she still hasn’t mastered some of the trickier moves like pointing the remote AT the terminal and not through the coffee table. Sis, meanwhile, has problems of her own as her wireless internet has suddenly stopped working. It’s an issue with her router but when she contacted Linksys for tech support, they informed her that they no longer provided tech support for her outdated router. They knew enough about the product when they first manufactured it but, if we’re to believe them, have since lost all memory of its various technical aspects. That coastline of their consciousness related to said router has apparently been eroded by time’s endless waves. Despite this, they did manage to attain a brief lucidity and offer a surefire solution to the problem: Buy a new router from them! Yeah, I have an even better solution: Make sure your next router is either Netgear or DLink.
Well, back in the office tomorrow. Cuts to watch, on-set action to check out, and, oh yeah, that script to write.
Today, let’s take a stroll through the Destiny infirmary…