Well, dear readers, we had a most lively and sparkling chat last evening, filled with merriment and mirth and laughter and legs. We discussed everything under the sun and then when we tired of that we discussed everything under the moon. For example, we discussed the fact that Dear Reader Laura has never seen a Gregory Peck movie. That was a shocking revelation. We also discussed thongs and we sang all our favorite thong songs – With a Thong in My Heart, The Thong is You, The Desert Thong, A Simple Thong, and many others, and then we read from Thong of Thongs. It was lovely. By the way (BTW, in Internet lingo) if you missed any of the weekend goings on here at haineshisway.com, do use the Unseemly Archive button and check out both notes and posts, not necessarily in that order.
As I mentioned yesterday, my first book signing for Kritzerland is this coming Saturday at Bookfellows in Glendale, just north of the historic Alex Theater at 238 N. Brand Blvd. The signing and reading is from 1-3 and I do hope some Hainsies/Kimlets will be there to partake of the various and sundried refreshments and festivities. Even if you can’t be there, tell your friends, tell your neighbors, tell the man in the street and the woman in the window that Bookfellows is the place to be on Saturday.
Yesterday, Mr. Craig Brockman’s interview with my very own self went up at www.broadwayworld.com, and by the end of last evening it had been read by over three-hundred-and-twenty-five people. My goodness, have you ever seen so many hyphens in one sentence? Craig posted about the interview on several sites, and on one popular board one of the owners came in and posted that he thought the interview was a “shill” and that I was self-serving and self-promoting and us Hollywood types were terrible and who cares and that the whole affair was simply awful. Now, since Mr. Craig Brockman came to me with the idea of doing the interview for broadwayworld.com I don’t see how it’s a shill. Since I merely answered the questions asked, I don’t see how that is self-serving and self-promoting, although interviews by their nature, are. Furthermore, why did this gentleman feel the necessity to go on at such length about it – it’s one thing not to like something, it’s another to go on ad nauseum in such a catty and silly way about it, but then again that is what that board is known for. What really irked him, I think, were my comments on the Internet. Yes, I think that’s what really bugged him. His final comment about the latter was that he found it odd that I would talk about the Internet thusly as it’s my only and final home. Oh? That is news to me, bucko. While I do have this lovely site and I wouldn’t trade all our dear readers for anything in the world, I don’t believe it’s my only and final home in terms of my work. No, I simply don’t believe that, given all that is currently going on. My point was and is that the Internet has been wonderful for some things and not so wonderful for others and I guess that is hard to swallow for some people – oh, a Styne and Sondheim reference. In any case, if you haven’t read it, judge for yourselves. Oh, yes, I do mention that I think everyone should buy my books and I also mention that nice people should visit our little website here, so I suppose that is self-promoting. Shame on me.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because all the best people do, you know.
I hope all you fathers out there had a lovely Father’s Day yesterday. I even hope all you mothers out there had a lovely Father’s Day. Yes, Virginia, I hope all you mothers out there (you know who you are) had a lovely Father’s Day.
Last night I watched the first hour of The Battle of Britain, a motion picture entertainment on DVD. It’s got one of those all-star casts, with people like Michael Caine, Robert Shaw, Christopher Plummer, Ralph Richardson, Laurence Olivier and on and on. It’s a bit slow in its first hour, but the air battles are splendidly done and it’s quite a beautiful-looking film so I’m enjoying it despite the slowness.
Donald’s brand spanking new radio show is up and running so give it a listen, and we will hopefully have a new Unseemly Interview up either by Friday or soon thereafter, with the lovely and talented Miss Christianne Tisdale.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must go hither and thither and maybe, just maybe, yon, but only if I’m feeling like going yon. To me, there is nothing worse than going yon when you don’t feel like going yon. In fact, when I go yon when I don’t feel like going yon I yawn, so bored am I with going yon. I have been on a Taco Bell kick since Friday, but I’m happy to report I’m done with it. Yes, you heard it here, dear readers, since Friday I have been buying foodstuffs from Taco Bell and I have been kicking it from here to eternity. It is a lot of fun to kick Taco Bell food especially the Chalupas. I recommend it highly and I recommend it lowly.
What the hell am I talking about? Isn’t it time for a topic of discussion? It is, but I don’t have one yet so I am vamping until ready. Perhaps we should sing selections from Thongs for a New World until I’m through vamping. Or perhaps we should play the cast album of Thong and Dance until I’m finished vamping. Thong and Dance has that great song Unexpected Thong – let’s sing that until I’m finished vamping. All right, I’m finished vamping. Today’s topic of discussion: We may have done this before, but damn it we’ll do it again because we can and because we have so many new dear readers: What is your favorite fast food? Not only the place but what you like to eat there. What fast food could you not do without? Let’s have exquisite details, shall we? I’ll start: I really like Taco Bell’s crunchy original tacos – I do not know why, I just do. I also am fond of MacDonald’s Filet o’ Fish. I adore Jack-in-the-Box’s onion rings and Breakfast Jacks. In-and-Out burgers are the berries and I’m quite partial to Popeye’s Chicken and Biscuits, not necessarily in that order. Now I am hungry. Your turn. I’ll check back in so I can get even hungrier and if you think of any other thong songs like Another Somebody Done Somebody Wrong Thong, offer them up for our mutual mental delectation.