Well, dear readers, I still don’t know which house I’m moving into. I hope to know today. I have packers coming this morning to box up all the CDs, DVDs, books, dishes and all that kind of stuff. Then I’ve tentatively booked Monday for a move but I simply don’t know if that will happen. The plumber is supposed to come this morning to maybe hook up the water heater. I believe there will be many others here doing various and sundried things in an effort to get the house ready in time for the close of escrow, which is a week from tomorrow. We already know that we can push a few days if we have to, but that would create a whole new set of problems for me that I don’t wish to deal with, so we’re doing everything in our power to get this stuff done in time. Tonight, What If is back up and running. I’ll be interested to see how we fare this weekend – it’s the weekend of 9/11 so I don’t know how many people will feel the need to not do anything. I do know as of this time our houses are light, but that seems to change on the day of the show, so I’m hoping we’ll fill up at some point. We also do a matinee this Sunday. Isn’t that exciting? Isn’t that just too too?
Yesterday, I watched a motion picture on DVD entitled 10 Rillington Place, starring Mr. Richard Attenborough. This is a region 2 DVD. It’s quite good, but not great, although the performances are stellar, especially the leading trio of Attenborough, Judy Geeson and then-newcomer John Hurt. The film is directed by Richard Fleischer, who’d just come off another serial killer film, The Boston Strangler. It’s not always easy to watch, and the film is quite creepy at times. It features a spare but good score by Johnny Dankworth. The enhanced transfer is excellent.
What am I, Ebert and Roeper all of a sudden? Don’t I have men with machines coming to my home environment? Don’t I have home improvement to do? I do, and so let us all click on the Unseemly Button below because I must be ready for men with machines to make their appearance.
The people who are buying my house were by last night – they are so nice and sweet and I’m really glad they got the house. They have a very cute little girl who is totally in love with my Mad Magazine slot machine. She put about ten nickels in last night, and won quite a few times. I will be so happy if they get the water heater up and running so that I can shower at home. I will keep going to the gym, though, as I’ve been enjoying working out every day.
Tomorrow morning I will be at Mr. Grant Geissman’s house, entering the last of the fixes that I’ve found in the new book. It’s been very interesting reading it all these months later. I’ve made some cuts and rearranged a few things that seemed off to me. Other than that, it seems to read well and I like the story fine.
Do keep those excellent vibes and xylophones coming so that I hopefully get my very first choice of house today. My second choice is also a very nice house, and either would be fine, but I really really like my first choice.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must wait for men with machines to show up to do their continuing home improvement, I must do errands, and I must go to the theater a bit early to rehearse a number which has gotten way too slow and vocally sloppy for my taste. Today’s topic of discussion: I picked up the recent CD issue of Tab Hunter’s Warner Bros. album, titled simply Tab Hunter. I was amazed at how limited his voice was and yet he did quite well on the charts for a short period of time. So, who are your favorite one-shot-wonders, those who didn’t have much talent but who had a hit song or two or a hit album, whether rock-and-roll or even in the theater and pop music? I’ll start – there is a Robert Mitchum album that is fun to listen to – not good, mind you, but weird and fun. I’m actually somewhat fond of the Laverne and Shirley album, which has some nice songs. Mrs. Miller was, of course, a trip. I love Tab’s version of Young Love (well, those who’ve read Benjamin Kritzer know just how much I love it). I leave the rest to you. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we?