Well, dear readers, here we are on a Sunday, the beginning of a brand spanking new week, and the almost the end of a brand spanking old month. Soon we will be welcoming in a brand spanking new month. But today, which is a Sunday and the beginning of a brand spanking new week, is our annual Oscar bash. There is no place on all the Internet that has an Oscar bash like our Oscar bash. We will all dress in our lounging pyjamas, our smoking jacket, our dickies, and our bunny slippers, and we shall watch the Oscar pre-show and the Oscar show together. We will have our running commentary on fashion faux pas, idiotic speeches, upsets, and the whole kit and caboodle, and also the whole caboodle and kit. We shall load our various and sundried plates with scads of interesting foodstuffs and we will post, post, post (that is three posts – any more posts and we’ll have a fence). But, before I continue on let’s talk about yesterday, shall we? Yesterday, I had a lovely day. I delivered new book pages to Margaret (I won’t hear about her reaction to them until some time today – she read them late last night), I did some errands, Miss Tammy Minoff picked up my old and her new television set and accoutrements, and I even managed to get some writing done this afternoon. Then I toddled off our neighborhood movie screening and buffet dinner. The screening and dinner for about eight people was held at the home of Mr. Anthony Slide and Mr. Robert Gitt, just down the street from my own home environment. I’d met a few of the neighbors in attendance, but not all of them. My cousin Alan and his ever-lovin’ Dee Dee were there as well. We all said our hellos then convened to the screening room, which was in a guest house in the back of the property. First we watched a short subject about the opening of a cowboy store on Lankershim in 1945. The store’s owner, Mr. Roy Rogers himself, hosted the event. Guests dropped by to pay their respects, including Gabby Hayes, Billy Gilbert, Judy Canova and Wild Bill Elliot. No Dale, because Roy was at that time married to someone else (who actually looked a lot like Dale). Then came the main feature – The Red Menace from 1949. The film was shot at Republic Studios, which is now CBS Radford, located a mere five minutes from our neighborhood. One mind-boggling scene of commies picketing was shot literally one minute from our neighborhood, right on Ventura Blvd. close to what is now Art’s Deli. The whole are across the street from Art’s was an mini-amusement park, with a Ferris wheel. On the corner where the California Pizza Kitchen is was a drive-in restaurant called Éclair’s. That, unfortunately, was the best part of the movie. The film is about the dangers of Evil Communism, and it’s actually pretty hilarious, especially the overwrought performance of the lead bad woman commie – if this film came out this year, she’d be getting an Oscar tonight. Always fun to see 35mm projected correctly, with carbon arc lamps. The other screening room where I see films uses Xenon bulbs, which make everything yellow. We then sat down to a delicious buffet dinner of poached salmon with dill sauce, cole slaw, fresh fruit, great bread, and asparagus. It was quite yummilicious. In fact, Tony Slide, who prepared the salmon, told us that he’d once served it to Jane Wyatt, who informed him it was better than Miss Marlene Dietrich’s poached salmon. In case you don’t know who Robert Gitt is, he’s head of the film preservation program at the UCLA Archives. And Anthony Slide is a very well-known film historian/author, with many film books to his credit. If you want to see what he’s written, check out his new website www.anthonyslide.com. All in all, a lovely time was had by all.
Is that like the longest paragraph ever? Why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because we’ve got much more to talk about.
Actually, that paragraph was so long that we don’t have much more to talk about. I do hope the Oscar show is not a total bore like last year. We want some of those wacky crazy moments that make the show worthwhile. Perhaps I’ll make Wacky Noodles in honor of what will hopefully be Wacky Moments. Nah, I usually like pizza, but then again, I am on a diet. I’ll have to think about the food thing very carefully.
Perhaps we’ll give out our own awards, too. Shall we have Best Poster, Best Supporting Poster, Best Post, Best Edited Post, Best Composed Post, Best Written Post. Perhaps not.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must write, I must pick up whatever foodstuffs I decide on, and I must watch every bit of Oscar Pre Show and Oscarcast. And we shall all be posting all the livelong day and evening with our thoughts on the proceedings. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s free-for-all day, the day in which you dear readers get to make with the topics and we all get to make with the posts about them. I suspect we’ll have much Oscar chatter and I predict we will win Best Performance by a Strange Website Filled With Hainsies/Kimlets. Let’s have all your Oscar predictions, too. To it, I say.