Chris Rock was simply magnificent. He did about 90 minutes straight out. No prompter. Really amazing. And funny. For black and white.
I had never been to the Apollo before. And it had the same magic of Capitol Studios. So much history. It almost takes your breath away.
Sadly, I had to admit I was a bit scared getting there. Getting off at 125th Street was okay but the walk down to the theater was just uncomfortable. So I got on a bus for a bit.
Keith arranged for me to meet the head of production of HBO who has a house in Rhinebeck. I hope we get together to talk about the old country.
I just spoke to Scott about calling up HBO and pitching Bunny there for a live concert for TV. We'll see.
I slept A LOT! Too much, but I needed it, I guess. I'm fighting off a cold so maybe that's why I needed the sleep.
I got up and bought some new lovely Lucky Jeans and then came home to play with Myles. Lots of hide and seek.
I also worked on the Plum Poem today. It will be finished tomorrow.
This Is Just To Say
I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast.
Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold.
-- William Carlos
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