Well, dear readers, I got a beautiful night’s sleep last night. Nine hours of sleep. I haven’t done that in quite some time. I had a massage, took a hot shower and then fell into bed like a wet noodle. I was asleep instantly and only got up once during the night. Unfortunately, a side effect of sleeping that long is that I woke up with a headache (this has always happened when I sleep for more than eight hours). But the headache, I’m happy to say, is on the wane. Yes, dear readers, you heard it here, the headache is on the wane. I once had a headache in Spain, but that headache was not on the wane because the wane in Spain stays mainly on the plain. And so does the pain. Especially when doing the mambo. I don’t know about you, dear readers, but I’ve always got the pain when I do the mambo. Apparently I had just a wee bit too much sleep last night and this paragraph is the result.
Anyone who tuned into these here notes after two yesterday, knows what I’ve discovered. For those who didn’t, I will mention it again. I was nosing around the website of the company that’s publishing my very own novel. If you go to www.1stbooks.com, immediately click on “book search”. Then type in Kimmel for author and Benjamin Kritzer for book. When the next page comes up, immediately click on “Benjamin Kritzer: A Novel” and you will be whisked away to Mybookland, where you will see an almost finished version of the cover (the title treatment font is being changed and the title treatment layout and color will be different). Then you can read “About the Book”, you can read “About the Author” and cooler than cool, you can read a “preview” of the book, for they’ve printed the entire prologue. I was very excited when I discovered this yesterday – so excited that I immediately danced the Mambo and got the pain. A few of our very own dear readers have already been there and read and posted very nice things.
Speaking of pain, if we don’t click on that extremely silly Unseemly Button below, we will all experience a bitch-slapping from Mr. Mark Bakalor and we don’t want that, now do we?
I’ll bet if we used the handy-dandy unseemly Search box (it’s been used quite a bit lately – as you might imagine) and searched “Unseemly Button” that those two words would get more hits than anything else you could enter.
Tonight I will be having Crab Cakes in Tarzana. Isn’t that exciting? Apparently, this restaurant I’m being taken to is known for their Crab Cakes. I am a fan of Crab Cakes, and whenever I see them I instantly yell, “Go Crab Cakes!” I do hope they don’t mind that sort of thing in Tarzana – they shouldn’t, because Tarzana, of course, was the home of Mr. Edgar Rice Burroughs, and the city was named for his creation, Tarzan, who had quite a yell of his own. Now, wait just a darned minute. Excuse me for a moment.
I knew it, I knew it, I knew it (that is three “I knew its”) – I knew it sounded familiar. Crab Cakes in Tarzana is a Hinky Meltz and Ernest Ernest song. I just played through it on my handy-dandy piano, and it’s wonderful. It’s got a lazy Latin feel, which, if you’ve ever felt a lazy Latin, is really nice. Here it is.
CRAB CAKES IN TARZANA Music by Hinky Meltz Lyrics by Ernest Ernest
I was all alone,
I was feeling blue.
I was moping, yet always hoping
That I’d meet someone who
Liked…
Crab Cakes in Tarzana,
Swordfish in Montclair.
Burgers in Pomona
Join me – I’ll be there.
I want to meet a sweet companion
Who wants to eat their meals with me.
I want to greet my sweet companion
While we dine on shark in Canoga Park
Crab Cakes in Tarzana,
Sushi in LA
Meet me in Encino
For a cheese souflee.
I want to find the kind of soulmate
Who loves to eat the way I do.
I wouldn’t mind the kind of soulmate
Who’d eat Fries and Cokes while in Sherman Oaks
Oh,
Crab Cakes in Tarzana,
Shrimp at Venice Beach.
All those meals to share
Going everywhere
Is there a someone just for me?
Oh, if we could plan a
Date for Crab Cakes in Tarzana
How happy I would be.
Such longing, such heart, and with that lazy Latin feel. Don’t forget, tomorrow is our Unseemly Trivia Contest, and Donald has a great new radio show going up Sunday evening (he’ll post about it here – but it’s really fun, with a fun interview, too).
Well, I must be on my merry way – sorry for the brevity of the notes, but we did get a late start this morning. However, they do say that brevity is the soul of wit. Frankly, I always thought that soul was the wit of brevity. Or was it, wit was the brevity of soul? Oh, now I’m dazed and confused about brevity, soul and wit and who did what to whom. Let’s all ponder the mysteries of brevity, soul and wit as we go about our daily routines. Today’s daily routine, by the way, is Who’s on First.
Oh, yes, topic of discussion: What film have you seen the most times? Not on video – in other words, what film have you gone out to a movie theater to see the most times? My record is probably a tie between The Court Jester and The High and the Mighty, both of which I saw over fifteen times in movie theaters (I made everyone I knew take me to them over and over again – sometimes seeing them twice in one day).