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October 29, 2004:

PACKED TO THE GILLS

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Well, dear readers, I’ll be swacked and pickled in moonshine if it isn’t the end of the week already. The days just fly by, one after the other, in a blur (rulb, spelled backwards). This is a big weekend, what with Daylight Savings Time coming to an end and our annual Halloween bash. You won’t want to miss one second of the merriment and mirth and laughter and legs here at haineshisway.com. Yesterday, I spent most of the day slaving over a hot laptop, then did a few errands and whatnot. The next thing I knew it was evening and I was not motivated to watch a DVD. I tried to watch the musical version of Goodbye, Mr. Chips, which I TIVOd quite some time ago, but I must say that I’ve never been able to make it more than forty-five minutes through the film. That’s how far I got last night before turning it off. Maybe I’ll try to finish it over the weekend. Without even being aware of it, my TIVO unit recorded two shows in which Leslie Parrish was the guest-star – an episode of Wild, Wild West and an episode of, of all things, Hogan’s Heroes. She looked lovely as ever but the episodes were dreadful. I am, once again, in dire need of a massage, which I may have to book today. It’s from being hunched over a hot laptop every day, day in, day out. There is finally a light at the end of the tunnel, script-wise – if all goes according to Hoyle, I should be two-thirds of the way through by Sunday. I’m a bit ahead of schedule, which is nice, plus I keep going back and adding and fixing as I go, so hopefully I won’t have too much futzing to do when I’m through. As those who read yesterday’s posts know, I got the test softcover version of my book and it looked splendidly splendid. What a thrill it was to hold it in my hands, but the bigger thrill, of course, will be when I hold the hardcover in my hands – hopefully any day now.

What an informative paragraph that was. That paragraph was packed to the gills with informative information. I learned so much from that paragraph. I feel, for example, informed. In fact, I feel packed to the gills with informative information.

Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because I can’t possibly have any more informative information in this section, since it is already packed to the gills, whatever the hell that means.

Can someone kindly explain to me “packed to the gills”? No matter how I turn that phrase around in my head I cannot make it make sense. Do they mean packed to the gills like in gills of a fish? I’ve never seen a fish with luggage, have you? I suppose fish can go on vacations just like anyone else, but I’d think they’d pack light and definitely not pack to the gills. If anyone has a clew to the meaning of “packed to the gills” do pass it along. And if anyone has a clew as to what the hell I’m talking about, pass that along, too.

I almost bought an area rug for my den last night. I have a marvelously marvelous catalog from a place called Restoration Hardware. That is the store I bought my two living room lamps from the other day. I found the perfect area rug – it would warm up the den and still leave plenty of the wood floors showing. Right now the sound is too bouncy because of all the wood, and a nice area rug would absorb some of the bounce – oh, a Stephen Sondheim reference. So, I called the twenty-four hour ordering line only to be told that the rug takes eight weeks for delivery. I don’t mind eight days for delivery, but eight weeks is bogus. I wouldn’t even receive it until the very end of December or even early January, and I’d want it in plenty of time for my Christmas Eve bash. So, over the weekend I shall take my trusty catalog and visit some local rug stores and see if they have anything that’s similar.

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, try to process all this informative information I’ve learned from these here notes. I am packed to the gills with said informative information, so much so that it is overwhelming me. Not merely whelming me, mind you, no it is overwhelming me. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Friday – what is currently in your CD player and your DVD/video player. I’ll start – CD: Every CD player, whether home or car, has an Astrud Gilberto CD in it. In the home environment it’s Beach Samba (one of her greats), and Windy, the album I now have the original painting for. In the car, it’s the new Astrud Gilberto for Lovers compilation. DVD, Dr. Strangelove, the new Special Edition, which features a brand new transfer. Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we? In fact, let’s be packed to the gills with lovely postings.

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