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October 3, 2002:

A CONVENTIONAL DITHER

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Well, dear readers, I am in a dither. Yes, you heard it here, dear readers, I am in a dither and a rather conventional one at that – oh, a Rodgers and Hammerstein reference. I am still sick, although the quart of chicken soup with two count them two matzoh balls did help a bit. When I began this new job we all had a meeting, and they had a plan. There was so much time for viewing, so much time for writing a script around the footage, so much time for editing, and so forth and so fifth. And it was all very reasonable. And it has all gone right out the window, and every day is a new rush and a new problem. They also had a plan for the tone and style of the pieces – when I heard what it was, I remarked to my friend, well, they will not like it when they see it. Today, they saw it and they did not like it, and now we’re going back to cut the pieces the way we would have originally if we’d been left to our own devices. Funny that.

Every night when I get home I think, “Well, it’s been a long day” – oh, a Frank Loesser reference. Oh, well, it will only get harder. Tonight, if I’m not totally whacked, I will attempt to have dinner with our very own Lisa Richard. Isn’t that exciting? Isn’t that just too too? She’s going to tape a radio show with Donald which will air this coming Sunday, I believe (or is it next Sunday – or the Sunday after – as you can see, I am in a conventional dither).

You really asked some excellent questions yesterday and I can’t wait to dive into them like Esther Williams. Being realistic, most likely the answers will be in Sunday’s notes, although I do promise to try to do them for Saturday’s.

Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below before I am in an unconventional dither. We certainly don’t want to go there, now do we?

Whatever it is I’ve got has started to move into my nose. I don’t like when things move into my nose. For example, there’s a sofa, an end table and a four poster bed in there right now. I want whatever it is I’ve got to move out of my nose right this very minute. What the hell am I talking about?

I watched a bit of the new DVD of Auntie Mame, which looks very nice indeed. It’s quite a loud film. The color is lovely, but the contrast is a bit light – everything would look better if the contrast were darker. Also, checked out the transfers of The Curse of Frankenstein and Horror of Dracula – not perfect, but better than they’ve ever looked on home vid before. Haven’t checked out The Thin Man or The Incredible Mr. Limpet yet.


If any of our New York dear readers know of any talented children of around ten years of age (preferably Jewish) who would like to audition for me on Monday, let me know via e-mail asap.

Have I mentioned that I am in both a conventional and unconventional dither? Have I mentioned that I’m sick?


Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must sniffle and blow my nose, I must suck on Ricolas and Coldeeze, I must drink plenty of Diet Coke, I must work, work, work (that is three works), I must get ready for my New York trip. Today’s topic of discussion: Let us name our favorite James Stewart films. Mr. Stewart has always been one of my favorite screen actors. I’ll start – Rear Window, Vertigo, It’s a Wonderful Life, The Naked Spur (or all his Anthony Mann westerns), The Spirit of St. Louis (very underrated, film and performance) and so many others which I will leave to you, dear readers. Topic number two: I think we’ve done this before, but I think it never hurts to have a second go at a sweet topic – therefore, what is your all-time favorite candy, whether they still make it or not. I’ll start – I’ve always been partial to Snickers and Three Musketeers and Milky Ways, plus See’s Dark Chocolate Nuts and Chews, plus Big Hunks, plus Abba Zabba’s, plus Chocolate covered cherries, and on and on. Your turn.

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