Well, dear readers, it is the weekend and I shall be relaxing and doing things I like to do. Today, for example, I shall be spending a couple of hours with my very own brother, and then I’ll be taking said brother to the airport. Tomorrow, for example, Mr. Grant Geissman and I shall be visiting a book fair in Pasadena. Other than that I shall watch DVDs and let the hours pass as they may. Isn’t that exciting? Isn’t that just too too?
Last night I went to my beloved Musso and Frank. I thought it might be fun for fellow scribes Panni and Pogue to meet each other. We all had a delightful time and the food was simply scrumptious. The conversation was sparkling and lively, not necessarily in that order. Julieanne and I had the Combination Louie, Charles Pogue had the Pounded Steak with Country Gravy and Panni had the Bouillabaisse. Our waiter wasn’t one of the waiters that’s been there since 1927, our waiter was new and strange as they come.
I watched another of those Studio Ghibli animated things – this one called Ocean Waves. This film was made by Ghibli’s younger animators and was originally made for Japanese television. It’s not as good as the others I’ve seen – it just sort of sits there like so much fish, but it’s very well done and I liked the music. That leaves only one before I’ve seen the entire output of Studio Ghibli – so I’m trying to find the official 2 disc Japanese release of Only Yesterday.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because I’ve got a brother to go meet up with, don’t you know?
So far I am feeling ever so relaxed on this relaxing weekend. I’ve already dozed off three times whilst writing these here notes. I am calm, cool and collected, not necessarily in that order. I am feeling at peace, at one with myself, at two with myself and also at three with myself. At three with ones self is a very Zen thing. It is a Zen Zone. I like to go to the Zen Zone and then the Twilight Zone. I no longer have a clew as to what the hell I’m talking about. That is what happens when one is at three with ones self. One simply has no clew as to what the hell one is talking about which, of course, is very Zen.
Every now and Zen I like to eat a malted milk ball, don’t you, dear readers. I feel the eating of a malted milk ball is very Zen. Did you know if you get a milk chocolate golf club you can play chocolate golf with malted milk balls? Or, if you have a chocolate racquet you can play chocolate tennis with malted milk balls. You can also chocolate bowl with malted milk balls. Those are a few of the things you can do with malted milk balls.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must go hither and thither and also yon, I must be in the Zen Zone whilst playing chocolate tetherball with a malted milk ball. Today’s topic of discussion: Chocolate. Your favorite chocolate candies, desserts, concoctions – all things chocolate, described in mouth-watering detail for our mental delectation.