Sorry I didn't post anything yesterday but I've been busy for about the last twenty-three hours. Got up at 7:30 yesterday, worked on a script for an hour. Got dressed and left the house around nine. Stopped at a McDonald's for breakfast and arrived at the funeral for my pal Greg Burson at ten.
It always seems odd to say that a memorial service was nice or well-done, but Greg's was. His two sons and his brother spoke. Gary Owens spoke. Greg's one-time agent, Jeff Danis, spoke. I spoke. Voice actress Sharon Mack spoke. Burson would have been amused that two voice actors who are often confused with him — Gregg Berger and Greg Berg — were both in attendance.
The service adjourned to the gravesite up the hillside. Getting from where we were told to park our cars, walking down a slope to the burial spot, looked to all like a plot by Forest Lawn to drum up business. One of the older woman there was thinking aloud that she should not bother trying to make the long, hard walk back up to the road. "Maybe I'll just stay here and let them dig me a hole," she said.
But she was in the caravan that then drove over to the Tam O'Shanter, a fine nearby restaurant, for post-funeral eats. Then I drove over, picked up my friend Carolyn, and we went up to hike around Griffith Park for a while. Then I took her to a Korean grocery store to buy vegetables and Miso. Then I took her home. Then I sped to my house to meet my contractor to discuss what men are going to do to my home in the coming weeks. Then voice actress Laura Summer came by to pick up a CD I'd made her of her work on Garfield. Then I drove over to a nearby hospital to see someone. Then I drove over to my mother's house, stopping at a Gelson's Market on the way. Then I drove back to the hospital to deliver something from Gelson's to my friend there.
Then I came home, sat down here to write and apart from food breaks (for me and to feed cats out back) and bathroom visits, I haven't done anything but work on a script and write this. I think maybe I oughta go to bed, don't you? Good night, Internet. See you in the morning. Oh, wait. It is morning…