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December 1, 2002:

GOING OUT ON A LIMB

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Well, dear readers, you won’t believe it. I barely believe it myself and yet it is true – it’s December, the end of the year. How did that happen? A whole year has almost gone by since last December. That is the conundrum of time – days turn into weeks, weeks turn into months and those very selfsame months turn into a fershluganah year. So much has happened and it’s all whizzed by so fast, but here we are in December, head high ready to greet the dawn of a new year. But first we’ve got a month of celebratin’ to do, oh, yes, we have a month of celebratin’ to do. And I will start that celebratin’ right now by telling you that November was our best month ever, we shot through the roof in November, we smashed to smithereens and even jonesereens the former two record-holders, July and August – and the amazing thing is we smashed those records ten days ago. In fact, I will go out on a limb – for example, my arm, or maybe even my leg – yes, I will go out on one of those two limbs and say we were amongst the most popular sites on all the Internet. In fact, I would say we are the world, site-wise. What do you think of that, uncouth interlopers? Have you ever gone out on a limb? Did the limb get jealous or was the limb understanding? What the hell am I talking about?

We have a slight change of plans regarding tonight’s Unseemly Live Chat – I had totally forgotten that I have a dinner party at my friend Margaret and Richard’s house, which I must be at by five-thirty. Not wanting to miss all that chat I have asked dear reader Michael Shayne to begin it one hour earlier, at five o’clock Pacific Mean Time. That way I can get in twenty minutes of choice chatting. One simply must have twenty minutes of choice chatting before attending a dinner soiree. So, I do hope that most of you can show up an hour earlier – if not, the chat will go on and just show up at six as you normally would. If we have your AIM names you needn’t send them. If we don’t, please send them to me before five – or send them to Mr. Michael Shayne after five (I believe his e-mail address is linked to his name in his posts – if not, hopefully he’ll post it here today). We are going to have a marvelous time at the live chat, so get ready for some wild and wooly wool-gathering. We will dish the dirt, we will dirt the dish, we will cast aspertions, we will laugh, oh, yes, we laugh and reveal what sort of knickers we are wearing. Won’t that be fun? We’ll all know what sort of knickers the other is wearing and then we can create mental pictures – wait a minute, that is unseemly, yet let’s do it anyway. No thongs, however, or my mental picture will cause me to vomit.

Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because I’m quite certain there’ll be something else in the next section which will surprise and amaze you, not necessarily in that order.

Yes, I feel there will be something to surprise and amaze everyone who is reading these here notes. For example, did you know that at nine o’clock in the morning, my street is teeming with people doing things? I was quite surprised and amazed to find that out. In fact, I couldn’t believe it. Luckie and I like a nice quiet walk in the morning, and yet there were at least twenty dog-walkers and other various and sundried citizens on my very own street. Isn’t that surprising? Isn’t that amazing?

Last night I watched a motion picture on DVD entitled Serpico. What a fine motion picture, another excellent Sidney Lumet film. Mr. Al Pacino is most excellent as the cop who wouldn’t take money, and the supporting cast is filled with good actors, including the always-wonderful John Randolph. If they made this same movie today, it would be so overdone and filled with that awful syrupy pseudo-heroic movie music that is so hip right now (I simply can’t tell the difference between most scores, and that is because they temp-track all movies with the same music and then the composers are expected to copy the style and that is why we’re in the rut we’re in – do you think Mr. Hitchcock temp-tracked Vertigo or Psycho or North by Northwest? No, he hired a brilliant composer who went off and created totally unique scores). Has anyone noticed that that is the longest parens in history? In any case, Serpico mostly holds up and it moves right along and I liked it very much.

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must go out on a limb, I must prepare for our one-hour-earlier live chat, I must listen to our brand spanking new radio show, I must go to a dinner party and eat foodstuffs that are not on the Eileen and Chet Atkins diet plan. Now, let’s make certain that December kicks November’s butt, traffic-wise. Let’s go out on a limb and make this the most popular site on all the Internet. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s free-for-all day, so talk about anything your little collective hearts desire. I shall check back in a bit and then I shall check front in a bit, and if I’m feeling my oats I may even check side in a bit. Post away, my pretties, and here’s to a wonderbar December.

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