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November 4, 2002:

GETTING OFF THE BUTT CHEEKS AND VAMOOSING

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Well, dear readers, what fun we had last night with our very first live chat. Everything was festive and lively and a good time was had by all. Our next live chat will be next Monday (we’ll alternate each week between Sunday and Monday), so those who missed out on last night’s chat can join us next Monday more merriment and mirth and laughter and legs.

Luckie went home at eight last night, and while she was certainly excited to see her owner, she was very loving towards me, too. We’ll see how she is when she comes back on Friday night.

Other than that, I started to watch a brand spanking new DVD called My Father’s Glory, which I’d somehow missed when it originally came out. Since everyone seems to like this film I gave it and its followup, My Mother’s Castle, a go. So far I’m enjoying it very much. It’s about the childhood of author Marcel Pagnol. Both movies feature lusciously beautiful scores by Vladimir Cosma, a composer I really am fond of. I know it was released here (maybe by DRG) and I really recommend it if it’s still available.

Last night I ate a candy bar. Yes, you heard it here, dear readers, I ate a candy bar and yet I did not go off my Eileen and Chet Atkins diet. How so, say you. Say I, here’s how so – it is a special Atkins candy bar – chocolate with raspberry, with no sugar at all, and an astonishingly low three carbs. It’s not that good, but it was heavenly nonetheless.

By the way (BTW, in Internet lingo), I do believe October would have been our very best month, stats-wise, but the statistics page screwed up a total of five count them five days (it really is becoming fairly useless and every time I bitch and moan and also moan and bitch, Mr. Mark Bakalor says that’s just the way the ball bounces, as if that were some kind of explanation for the ineptitude of the statistics page. I, for one, say bitch-slap the makers and keepers of that page from here to eternity. In any case, our traffic was at its highest on the days that were counted, so I’m just declaring it the best month ever, even though it doesn’t look like it on the graph.

Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because I must get off my butt cheeks and vamoose.

And yet, here I am, still on my butt cheeks, because I’ve got to write something in this here section. I mean, how would it look if I asked everyone to click on the Unseemly Button below and then you all came to the new section and the new section was blank, because I had gotten off my butt cheeks and vamoosed? That would just be too too.

However, I must now get off my butt cheeks and vamoose. Both Saturday and Sunday had extensive notes (including the answers to your excellent questions), so do check them out if you weren’t around on the weekend. There were many shocking revelations and you won’t want to miss a single one. There are things you always wanted to know in the weekend notes, so don’t find yourself out of the loop and in the dark. I mean, there were shocking revelations, dear readers – in fact, I’m shocked just thinking about them.

Well, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must get off my butt cheeks and vamoose, I must drive on a crowded freeway, I must work all the live-long day and then come home and sit on my couch like so much fish. Today’s topic of discussion: Of all the new crop of Broadway performers, name your favorites and what you’ve seen them in. Do any of these new kids on the block have the potential to be as popular as any of the classic stars of old? Post away, my pretties and I’ll check in later.

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