Well, dear readers, it is Thursday. I have my days straight once again. Isn’t that exciting? Isn’t that just too too? I rather don’t like crooked days, do you? I rather think crooked days aren’t what we need. My goodness, I suddenly sound very English, don’t I? I rather think I do, actually. I rather think I sound rather civilized and full of bangers and mash, don’t you? I rather think I shall play croquet on the manicured lawns – oh, a Stephen Sondheim reference, did you rather catch it? I rather pitched it so I do hope you rather catched it. Oh dear, catched isn’t a word – it should be caught. Oh dear, now I shall be punished and mummy and daddy won’t let me have tea will they. I shall rather miss my tea, but they didn’t say I couldn’t have a crumpet. I don’t know what I’d do if I couldn’t have my crumpet. I’d be very upset and I should pout for hours and make myself miserable. I rather like this paragraph, it is ever so much fun. I fancy this paragraph, actually, I really rather do. What the hell am I talking about?
Whew, I thought for a moment I was trapped in a Noel Coward play. Last year I was trapped in a Noel Coward play when I saw the hideous production of Design for Living starring Mr. Alan Cumming and I couldn’t leave as I’d paid rather a lot of money for the ticket. That was a sticky wicket. You see, now I’m stuck in this English rhythm and there’s not a thing I can do about it except throw in a French word every now and then, like “parapluis”.
I got home quite late last evening, because I had to attend a meeting. I was rather exhausted upon my arrival at my home. I sat down and had a sticky bun – oh, a Stephen Sondheim reference, did you catch it? Actually, what I had was some Swiss cheese, an odd thing to have when one is feeling ever so English. I feel that I have gone off the deep end, does anyone here agree? I feel that we should all click on the Unseemly Button below to see if I can be something other than typically English – oh, a Newley/Bricusse reference, did you catch it? Click away, you punters.
Have I mentioned that I’m feeling rather English today? Perhaps I should throw in another French word, though, just for the sake of diversity – but then why should I do anything for the sake of diversity when diversity hasn’t done a damn thing for me? In fact, I say adieu to diversity.
I finished watching the motion picture entitled Heavenly Creatures. I liked but did not love it. But the two girls (one of whom is Kate Winslet) were quite excellent, and it’s a pretty commanding story. And, of course, it’s fascinating to know that one of the girls turned out to be mystery novelist Anne Perry. The transfer looks great, especially the fantasy sequences, many of which seem like a precursor to the director’s (Peter Jackson) film of Lord of the Rings.
Well, that was a jolly review, wasn’t it? Who am I, jolly old Ebert and Roeper all of a sudden? Have I mentioned that it’s Thursday? I am ever so happy to know what day it is. C’est si bon.
I don’t know about you, dear readers, but I feel we need more posts every day. I feel I need things to read whilst at work. Every time I manage to log on to our lovely site, I just zip through the handful of posts – they are my only diversion, so do be a jolly good Hainsie/Kimlet and post merrily away. And do remember, we are open twenty-four hours a day here at haineshisway.com, so post into the wee small hours of the morning – oh, a Frank Sinatra reference. If you should wake up in the middle of the night come and post about it.
Well, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must eat some Yorkshire Pudding and an English muffin. I must be on my merry old way to merry old work. Today’s topic of discussion: Where are you currently residing and where did you originally come from? Also, when you are feeling low what CD do you put on to pick yourself up – oh, a Guy Haines reference. Very well, then, post away and all that and I shall rather return later to read what you’ve posted. Heigh ho.