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May 18, 2003:

THE MUSSO AND FRANK STORY

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Well, dear readers, I couldn’t help it. Yes, you heard it here, dear readers, I could not help it and that’s all there was to it. What couldn’t I help you might ask and I might tell you because why should I keep such things from you on a bright and festive Sunday. Last night I took a breather from my diet and went to Musso and Frank with a friend. First we’d gone to see two of her gal friends sing (not so hot) and then we drove up to Hollywood, California to the famous Musso and Frank and, despite its being jammed, got right in without a wait. Now, I could have been good, I could have had a seafood louis or cracked crab or a steak or prime rib. But, as soon as the Musso and Frank bread arrived I knew I would not be good because I love the Musso and Frank bread. I immediately had two count them two pieces. Since I’d already gone that far, I decided to have my beloved pounded steak with country gravy, accompanied by potatoes. I ate ever last bite of every last item on my plate and it was grand, grand, grand (that is three grands). Afterward, my friend was telling me about a yogurt place near my house where they serve Carbo-Lite yogurt and she said another friend of ours was always there and that he was probably there as we were speaking. Since it was 10:20 I highly doubted it. But, we went there so I could see what the Carbo-Lite yogurt looked like, and by gum and by golly, there was our friend. We split a Carbo-Lite yogurt, a half-and-half concoction of Devil’s Food Chocolate and Banana Nut. The Banana Nut was too nasty for me, but the first three or four bites of the chocolate were tasty – after the fourth bite, it too got too nasty for me.

Yesterday, I also picked up quite a few new DVDs to be released on Tuesday, including the lovely Heaven Knows, Mr. Allison and the classic British chiller Dead of Night, along with several war films such as Battle of Britain and The Blue Max. I was hoping they’d have The Red Sam but no, they only had The Blue Max. I shall report on them as I see them, although I did check out a few of the transfers and they all looked quite lovely.

Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because it is Sunday and I must relax and smell the roses.

Don’t forget, our Unseemly Live Chat is not tonight, it’s tomorrow at six o’clock Pacific Mean Daylight Savings time, so be there or be round. We want to see some of you errant and truant Hainsies/Kimlets there, too.

Tonight I shall be joining Mr. Nick Redman (and our pal Jon Burlingame) to see our other pal, Mr. John Scott, the fine film composer, who is doing a concert at Citrus College. Isn’t that exciting? Isn’t that just too too?

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must go hither and thither but not yon, I must do this and do that and then I must do that and must do this. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Sunday – free-for-all day, the day in which the topic of discussion can be anything you choose – it can run the gamut between A and R. Anything after R will cost five cents a letter. Now, we want to see some postin’ goin’ on here, and I’ll check back in a bit to see how we’re doing and, of course, contribute my five cents worth.

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