Well, dear readers, has anyone noticed that July is just about over and that August is just about here? I have and am therefore casually mentioning it. I could formally mention it but I am feeling casual in my Nike shorts and my One From Column A t-shirt, and in order to formally mention it I would have to put on my white tie and tails. I could put on my white tie and tails but then I’d have to do The Continental. I could do The Continental but then I’d have to do The Carioca. I could do The Carioca but then I’d have to do the Tap Tap Tapioca and then what? The Chocolate Pudding? Then I’ll have to go out to Twenty-One and have a martini, and I’ll have to sup with the jet set, and then I’ll have to go to the Trocadero or the Stork Club (am I mixing up my Coasts here?) and I’ll have to put on the Ritz and then where will we all be? Hence, I am simply casually mentioning that August is just about here. What the hell am I talking about?
I had yet another hellacious day in the editing bay, and it shouldn’t have been, and now I really am going to have to sit down and have a chat with the person who is causing the hellaciousness, which I feel is totally unnecessary. I didn’t get home until eight, which I hate – that is just too too long a day.
Well, perhaps we’d best click on the Unseemly Button belor – the question is should we do so casually or formally? Has anyone noticed that I typed “belor” instead of “below”? What does “belor” have to do with the price of mangos? Please, let us click now or forever hold our peace or, at the very least, hold our piece.
I have received in the mail the newest Studio Ghibli anime, which is entitled The Cat Returns. I do hope to get home early enough tonight to give it a look-see, and then I can have a full report for you tomorrow.
Our very own Donald Feltham came by last night to drop something off and I’m afraid I scared him, oh, yes, I’m afraid I scared him. I believe as he was walking up the path to my home that I was inside screaming like a banshee because I was not happy with something that had just happened with my Web TV unit (yes, Virginia, I have a Web TV unit, which I basically use to read various and sundried newsgroups). So, I believe I was cursing rather maniacally at my Web TV unit and Donald must have thought I was going to kill someone by the look on his face. I explained to him that I was railing at my Web TV unit but I don’t think he believed me, I think he thought I was insane. And, I suppose, I am insane for even having a fershluganah Web TV unit.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must go work all the livelong day and try to get things to run more to my liking – if they don’t then I’m afraid I may not be long for this particular job. Today’s topic of discussion: At Jay’s suggestion, let’s have another haineshisway.com Wrong Casting Day. Let’s have your worst casting suggestions for the upcoming revival of The Pajama Game. Maybe we’ll give them some good ideas. Let’s have lots of posts for me to read during the livelong day, shall we?