Well, dear readers, it is Friday already and I, for one, am happy as a clam on a summer’s day in the south of France on a yacht in the middle of the sea. I have to meet up with my very own actual brother tomorrow for lunch, then take him to the airport. Then I’ve got a book fair to go to (if I don’t make it back in time then I shall go on Sunday morning) and I must do lots and lots of errands, as well. Isn’t that exciting? Isn’t that just too too?
They are casting for a reality show here at work. This is the show my friend David is working on – it’s a reality show about city slickers spending twenty-one days being cowboys. Sort of big brother on the prairie. I wanted to audition for the role of the old codger (the Gabby Hayes/Andy Devine part) but there is no such role so they won’t let me audition. Damn them, damn them all to hell.
I am in the mood for a massage or, at the very least, I am in the massage for a mood. I hope no one’s mood is filled with doom, although doom is mood spelled backwards – oh, a Benjamin Kritzer reference. Perhaps next week I shall reveal the title of the new book. Perhaps I shall just do that.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because shortly I must hie myself to the Oaks of Sherman where I must work all the livelong day.
I do not like our post production coordinator. I find her very off-putting, because she’s very bossy and she never ever says “Good job”. I think she’s probably a very nice person outside of work, though. They have given us a rather insane schedule to meet, and then she keeps adding little things to it – I finally asserted myself and laid down the way I want things to work – only I didn’t do it with her I did it with the executive producer, who was jiggy with all my ideas. So, hopefully I can stop having to deal with things that are ultimately pointless and which slow things down. She expects me to deal with everything that comes up, and yet she’s always in there interfering, at least in my estimation. I’m sure her estimation is quite different than mine, but since I’m the one who has to make sure things get done I just decided to take the bull by the horns. Once I took the horns by the bull but it wasn’t nearly as effective.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must work all the livelong day, I must dine, I must take the bull by its fershluganah horns and then I must come home and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Friday – what is currently in your CD player and DVD/video player? I’ll start – CD, some new soundtrack reissues from Universal France, my favorite of which is a Philippe Sarde compilation. Also, in my cassette player a lovely tape of our very own Maya singing a Sondheim song and a Maury Yeston song on which she acquits herself very well indeed. DVD, the Superbit Lawrence of Arabia (this is a long movie), and also four new relases from Columbia Studios in Spain, all starring the marvelous Cantinflas. They’re nice transfers, subtitled in English. The box info is in Spanish so I don’t know if these are actually coming out here or not, although I can’t imagine why they wouldn’t. The films are creaky, but Cantinflas is marvelous. Your turn. And, please, let us have loads of lovely posts, not only today, but all weekend. There has been a bit of slacking going on here at haineshisway.com and mustn’t have that, must we? We need to be sans slacking, if you want my two cents. Also, our Unseemly Live Chat will be Monday rather than Sunday. Stay tuned for details.