are having a fight in the hallway–I think it might be about the noise from construction on one of the nearby apartments, but I’m not sure.

Yesterday I didn’t attend rehearsals–there was a schedule change. Instead, I went to the first day of a program of Polish literature adapted into film, which began with Andrzej Wajda’s “Ziemia Obiecana” (Promised Land) (1975), based on the 1898 novel by Wladyslaw Reymont about industrial, bustling, diverse, turn-of the century Łódź.

I loved this movie. I think that for other people who haven’t seen much Polish film, the sweeping-ness and grand-historical-panorama-ness would remind you a lot of Kubrick and Malick.

I also spent some time rereading part of Bram Stoker’s Dracula, which is one of the source texts for the production I’m observing this week. I was reminded that Dracula is so big and dense and repetitive that any production sourcing it has to make some major cuts.

Parallel Octave is having an open session in Baltimore this Sunday, on the poems of Gertrude Stein.

An ant (no doubt inspired by the bugs proliferating elsewhere) just crawled inside my CD/DVD drive. Excuse me.