Sleepless

Why, oh why? We took Mary out for her birthday dinner - not late, because she leaves for Pasadena so early - then Zany came over and we got all excited about various projects, and I got to bed at about ten. Set the alarm. Took a tablet. Read a little.

By midnight I was lying there with my senses crackling. By two I put my iPod on shuffle and then creaked towards the dawn in song-length increments.

We are filming in Tiburon this morning, "Hand-held, cinema verité look please!" First time on about thirty years.