Well, dear readers, it’s Friday and the weekend is almost here and I, for one, say hoo and ray. I am going to try to write on both weekend days, but only for a couple of hours, so I’ll have most of the weekend to prance about like a faerie queen in search of Milk Duds. Have you ever seen a faerie queen prance about in search of Milk Duds? It’s ever so amusing. Of course, a faerie queen prancing about in search of Fried Chicken is a whole other matter, but that is not how I shall be prancing about. No, I shall be prancing about like a faerie queen in search of Milk Duds which, by the way (BTW, in Internet lingo) is ever so amusing. I’m sure I don’t know what the hell I’m talking about, but since when has that ever stopped me? Yesterday morning I approved my galley, and this morning I’m supposed to approve the cover, and then it’s just a matter of getting the sample books and approving them. The reason things are happening swiftly now is because a senior production executive has gotten involved, and she’s a house of dynamite. She was my very first production executive on Benjamin Kritzer, but has since been promoted several times. She called me today and said she was on it, and since then everything has happened exactly as she’s said it would. I probably should have called her immediately when things started going haywire, but I wasn’t sure she dealt with such plebian matters anymore. It’s great to have her on the case. I also had supper with my pal David Wechter, and it was fun catching up on all the things that have been going on. Isn’t that exciting? Isn’t that just too too?
Today a man from Direct TV is coming to see why the phone line into my TIVO unit has no dial tone. Unfortunately, I just went and looked and I don’t see any way in hell he can get back there to do anything about it. When all this was being installed I asked the fellow then to make sure the phone line was working. He apparently didn’t. We’ll see what happens, but he may be coming here for naught.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because I must prepare to prance about like a faerie queen in search of Milk Duds. Do you know that as I typed Unseemly Button my mind was thinking “unseemly buttocks”. Perhaps tomorrow we’ll click on the Unseemly Buttocks and see what happens.
Has anyone around here seen any Unseemly Buttocks lately? If so, let me know if they were clickable. One simply must have clickable buttocks these days – they’re all the rage, you know. My buttocks, for example, are highly clickable. Yes, Virginia, I have clickable buttocks and therefore I am all the rage. My clickable buttocks are not exactly Unseemly Buttocks, but they’re getting there. As soon as I have them, then we’ll be able to click on my very own Unseemly Buttocks. But for now, we’ll have to find other Unseemly Buttocks that are oh so clickable.
I tell you, clickable buttocks are all the rage. I may buy some stock in clickable buttocks. Clickable buttocks are especially fun whilst prancing about like a faerie queen in search of Milk Duds.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must write, write, write (that is three writes which, of course, don’t make a wrong), I must attend a lunch meeting, I must do errands, I must buy some Astrud Gilberto CDs (about which more later), and I must perhaps take a swim and maybe even sit in the Jacuzzi in the later evening. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Friday – what is currently in your CD player, and your DVD/video player? I’ll start: CD, The Shadow of Your Smile CD of Astrud Gilberto in the home environment, and Bandolero by Mr. Jerry Goldsmith in the car environment. I have been having grand fun rediscovering Miss Gilberto and oh how I do love her albums. And Bandolero is excellent and produced by our very own Nick Redman. DVD, hopefully That’s Entertainment, which I plan on picking up this very day. Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we? And don’t forget to make certain that your buttocks are clickable.