Well, dear readers, I am writing these here notes “on location” from the airplane, heading home to Los Angeles, California, from whence I came. I have dined on something called a cheese omelet (well, it was yellow and had something approximating cheese in it), and I have done a bit of writing as well. However, next to me is one of those nightmare passengers – an obnoxious butt cheek who thinks he owns the entire row of seats (well, there are only two seats – I upgraded to first class using mileage). He was asleep before the plane took off, with his carry-on bag on the floor between his seat and mine. The steward tried to rouse him, first to put his seatback up and second to put his bag under the seat (it never did go all the way under the seat). It was like trying to raise the dead. They poked him, then they prodded him, finally they hit him and he woke up, moved his seatback up, then, the second time, put his bag in front of the seat in front of him but not under it. Then, within four seconds, he was snoring up a storm. He has earphones on, connected to a CD player, and from what I can glean he is listening to some kind of Yogi/yoga thing. Well, not listening, because he is sleeping and snoring so what the point of the fershluganah earphones and CD player Yogi/yoga thing is is beyond me. By mid-flight, this buffoon was lying across the center divider with his big ugly had practically in my lap, snoring, but more like grunting – he sounded like some buffalo in heat. I called the steward over and asked nicely if he could do anything to get this marabou out of my face. He smiled at me (the steward) and shoved this guy really hard and told him to move and sit like a normal person. The guy moved but I don’t think he understood that he was being a cretin. I would have told him but he has his earphones on and only hears the Yogi/yoga thing. Within four seconds he was blissfully snoring/grunting again, like a hyena in winter.
Then there is the elderly Jewish couple sitting in the row ahead on the other side. She was on her cell phone (there is something so wrong about an elderly Jewish woman using a cell phone) a good ten minutes after they’d asked everyone to shut off their electronic devices, talking to her friend Rose. I know she was talking to her friend Rose because she was talking very loudly to her friend Rose. I would venture to say that the entire first class cabin and coach knew she was talking to her friend Rose, that’s how loud she was talking. We heard all about the party she’d gone to (her litany of Jewish names of people in attendance was actually hilarious), then she talked about shabbas and upcoming meals and events, and all with that slightly superior attitude that some Jews have (some Catholics, Protestants, Mormons and Buddhists also have it, and I don’t like it one bit).
At this time we’re probably still an hour away from Los Angeles, but soon I will be on my way to my home environment and I will spend the rest of the day relaxing on my couch like so much fish.
So, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below, and by the time we get to the next section it will be tomorrow (or today).
Well, here it is, today. What a splendidly splendid trip it was – meeting all sorts of dear reader Hainsies/Kimlets, working with my favorite singers, making wonderful music and eating excellent food at Joe Allen. At the studio, there were several amusing tales told of former business associates of mine by the engineer I was working with. Oh, how we laughed. We laughed and laughed and then we laughed some more.
Has anyone noticed that it’s today? It’s very confusing because of writing the first section’s notes yesterday even though they were for today. And now I’m writing the second section’s notes today for today. Perhaps I should be writing them for yesterday – tit for tat, you know.
Oh, those tales were most amusing. We laughed and laughed. And then, we laughed some more.
I’m thinking of doing an impromptu live chat, either tonight or tomorrow night at six o’clock Pacific Mean Time. Which works better for the majority of dear readers? Let me know early and then I’ll post when it will be.
By the way (BTW, in Internet lingo), I forgot to mention that after all the rain we had an absolutely gorgeous Monday in New York – blue skies and warm.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must go hither and thither and catch up on things for after all, it’s today and what better day than today to catch up on things? Today’s topic of discussion: After a two-week hiatus, it’s Ask BK Day, the day in which you get to ask your excellent questions. I may not be able to get to them until the weekend, but answer them I will, so ask away, and feel free to discuss any other topics you wish to.