Well, dear readers, it’s Thanksgiving Week, and I hope there will be things to give thanks for, and I mean starting here, starting now, like today. I have a few things on for this week, and an odd Thanksgiving dinner which will, in fact, take place the day after Thanksgiving, but it will be nice to have a short week and then lots of relaxation time. I feel like a meatball sandwich. Well, that just came out of nowhere, didn’t it? Have you ever felt like a meatball sandwich? And what does a meatball sandwich feel like, anyway? I find it hard to put myself into the mind of a meatball lying on some bread with tomato sauce. In any case, I’ve decided I have a craving for a meatball sandwich and perhaps I’ll satisfy it this very day. Speaking of meatballs (and who wasn’t), yesterday was another perfectly pleasant day. I slept really late, then, if you can believe it, I went to the Farmer’s Market again. The reasons for this will become apparent at some point. This time I ate at one of the food stands, a Mexican jernt, where I had an appetizer of taquitos. Which got me to thinking about taquitos and when exactly they became popular in the United States of America, and where I might have had my very first order of taquitos. I can’t remember if it was in the 60s or the 70s. I feel we need a comprehensive history of the taquito, don’t you? A Comprehensive History Of The Taquito – that’s the title of my next novel. Frankly, these particular taquitos weren’t that good. I went into a new and odd vintage toy store, that has authentic toys and gizmos from various decades. These aren’t newly made, these are real relics from the past, and most at affordable prices. The owner must have bought out some factories’ stock, and the store is a good deal of fun. I got a baseball cap with a vintage patch on the front featuring Daisy Mae. After that, I came home and did some stuff around the home environment, then delivered some CDs to a dealer, then finally sat on my couch like so much fish.
Last night, I watched a motion picture on DVD entitled La Vie En Rose, a film about Miss Edith Piaf. I’ve heard varying reports on the film, but I must say I didn’t really think much of it. It’s a French filmmaker trying to make a film like an American filmmaker, so that’s a big negative right off the bat, at least for me. The story is told in flashbacks and flash forwards and it’s just too herky-jerky and you never get a sense of narrative flow. Miss Piaf seems to have been a tortured soul, but a lot of what’s presented here makes her merely seem annoying because we’re getting a Cliff’s Notes version of the life – despite the film’s very long running time of 141 minutes (the DVD says “extended edition” but as far as I can tell the extension is one minute). The actress playing Piaf is very good (even though at times she resembles Judy Garland more than Piaf), but I just couldn’t get involved and ultimately I just got bored. The old age makeup (even though Piaf was in her 40s, apparently she looked like an old woman) is very good. The songs, of course, are wonderful. I have no idea if the transfer replicates what the film looked like in theaters, but it’s too damn dark.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because sometimes I feel not like a motherless child but like a meatball sandwich.
Today, I may have a morning work session, or I may not. Today, I may have some good news, and I’m hoping I do, as it will make the rest of the week go much smoother. Today, I shall also continue making notes for what I hope will be my next novel. Today, I also may eat a meatball sandwich, perhaps from Subway or perhaps from Quickie’s Pizza and Subs. Only time will tell and time is being mum on the subject right now.
I’m determined to catch up on CD listening – I currently have about fifteen CDs sitting on the counter waiting to be played. I’m pretty caught up with DVD watching, so I want to hear these CDs and then file them away.
Oh, okay, let’s put on our pointy party hats and our colored tights and pantaloons, let’s break out the cheese slices and the ham chunks, let’s dance the Hora and the Frug, because today is the birthday of the maddeningly erratic and errant and truant hainsie/kimlet, Jason. So, let’s give a big haineshisway.com birthday cheer to the maddeningly erratic and errant and truant Jason. On the count of three: One, two three – A BIG HAINESHISWAY.COM BIRTHDAY CHEER TO THE MADDENINGLY ERRATIC AND ERRANT AND TRUANT JASON!!!
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, maybe have a one hour work session, maybe have some good news, maybe do some errands, and make some notes. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your all-time favorite hot sandwiches, and what is your most sublime hot sandwich dining adventure (not made at home)? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I continue to feel like a meatball sandwich.