Well, dear readers, another week has flown by, like a gazelle drinking a lime rickey. This month is almost half over and it just began. I tell you, this way madness lies. I do wish madness would tell the truth sometimes, but, you know, madness is a habitual LIAR and, like the gazelle, is always drinking a lime rickey. Where was I? Oh, yes, this week has flown by, like a gazelle in a hula-hoop. Speaking of a hula-hoop, yesterday was a non-stop day of merriment and mirth and laughter and legs. I got up bright and early, jogged, shipped a bunch o’ packages, had a little meeting, then toddled off to the Farmer’s Market to lunch with cousin Dee Dee and friend Nancy. We all got food from different jernts – Dee Dee got her beloved carrot and raisin salad, which I wouldn’t touch with a ten-foot pole or a five-foot czech. Nancy got some Brazilian meats, and I got a fried catfish po’ boy. My sandwich had about two ounces of fried catfish on a huge roll. It was disappointing. I also had some creole potato salad – it sounded like it would be good. It wasn’t. Dee Dee ate all of her carrot and raisin salad – no, no, not raisins – ah, liaisons. Nancy ate all her Brazilian meats. Meanwhile, three idiot young men sat around making notes on their “screenplay.” I lucked out and found a parking space just as I pulled in – normally, parking at the Farmer’s Market is an ordeal. Prior to lunch, I picked up my replacement sunglasses in The Grove. After lunch, I toddled back to the home environment, where I completed some work that needed completing, after which I sat on my couch like so much fish.
Last night, I watched a motion picture on DVD entitled On Moonlight Bay, another in the recent Doris Day box set. The film certainly has its charms, what with the impossibly handsome Gordon MacRae on hand, and the always-delightful Leon Ames, and the always-amusing Mark Wickes. Billy Gray plays one of the most obnoxious children ever put on film. The songs are mostly period standards, and the whole thing plays like a low-rent Meet Me In St. Louis. Miss Day and Mr. MacRae make a fetching couple. But, for my money, Warners made a mistake in suddenly thrusting Miss Day in all these period films – her first two, Romance On The High Seas and My Dream Is Yours, are so refreshing because they were, at the time, contemporary, with original songs, and they hold up very well. The two period pieces I’ve seen are much more clunky in comparison, and the conflicts are labored and silly. On Moonlight Bay isn’t up to the standards of the previous three transfers I’ve seen – the color is okay, but the registration is off causing the image to be soft throughout.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because if we don’t do so immediately then ANOTHER week will have gone by, like a gazelle in a blue serge suit drinking a lime rickey.
Today, I have a very early rehearsal with Miss Ryan and Mr. Boswell, and as soon as I finish that I must make two hundred copies of the welcome letter that I wrote (for the alumni association) and then Mr. Cason Murphy and Miss Joanna Erdos will drop by to stuff and address the envelopes. We’re doing this in a hurry so we can save some dough on the postage, which goes up come Monday. After that, I have some errands and whatnot, and then I shall be attending the opening night of a musical entitled Tales of Tinseltown. I will, of course, have a full report for you.
Tomorrow, I must, once again, trek to storage to try and find some papers, and also begin pulling music for what we hope will be our upcoming alumni fund-raiser. I’ll also be seeing the new show at LACC.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, jog, rehearse, Xerox, stuff, drive about in my motor car, eat, and attend an opening night. 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 original London Cast Recording of Charlie Girl. I didn’t realize I hadn’t gotten all of those Sony West End CDs that had very brief releases in 1994. Thankfully, I had all the really rare ones, like Passion Flower Hotel, the London Cabaret, Bar Mitzvah Boy, etc. I’ve recently picked up Charlie Girl and Salad Days, and really only need No, No, Nanette (London cast), and The Beggar’s Opera. If anyone knows of copies floating around, let me know. I’ve found a copy of The Beggar’s Opera on amazon, but it’s a bit pricey. DVD, den player, Lucky Me, with Doris Day and Phil Silvers – bedroom player, more episodes of The Streets Of San Francisco. Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst we all sip on our various and sundried lime rickeys.