Well, dear readers, you won’t believe it – I can barely believe it myself and yet I must believe it for it is true and it is false not to believe what is true. So, what won’t you believe that I can barely believe myself yet must because it’s true? Well, I’ll tell you, for why should I withhold such things from the likes of you dear readers? Yesterday, we had a major event around these here parts. Yes, Virginia, we had a major even around these here parts and that major event was the achievement of 500,000 postings since we implemented our discussion board a few years ago. Yes, a half a million posts have been posted in these few years and that is pretty amazing if you ask me and I feel that soon we will be the most popular site on all the Internet. Can you imagine? I mean, hold your hats and hallelujah, 500,000 postings. How do you like them egg rolls, Mr. Goldstone? In any case, there were a few of us here to celebrate the event, which was nice. Speaking of 500,000 postings, yesterday was a day in which I did more things than I intended to. I got up early and did the long jog (what else is new?). I then did my weekly weight check and was delighted to see that I’d lost another three pounds for a total, thus far, of twenty-three pounds. I immediately celebrated by eating an entire cake. Only kidding. I then went and got me a foot-long Subway turkey sandwich and some balls of cantaloupe and a couple of peaches, and that was my meal o’ the day, along with a little red licorice and a couple of 100 calorie low-fat Reese’s Snack Bars. With all of it, it was still under 1100 calories. After eating that, I read a couple of magazines, then sat down and wrote out some questions for an interview for our LACCTAA newsletter. Then I answered a bunch of questions for a book that’s being written about Bob Crane. I also had a couple of long telephonic calls, wrote a bunch of e-mails, sent out an eBlast about my book signing, and some other stuff. Then I finally sat on my couch like so much fish.
Yesterday, I watched a motion picture that I’d TIVOd entitled Hostile Witness, directed by and starring Mr. Ray Milland in 1968. Apparently, this film never played anywhere in the United States – it may not have played anywhere period, which is odd since it was a United Artists pickup and could have been put on the bottom half of a double bill. The film was based on a play that had a six-month run on Broadway (starring Mr. Milland), and then a six-month tour (also starring Mr. Milland). It’s a hoary courtroom meller, a Witness For The Prosecution wannabe, but without the wit and without the clever mechanics. That said, I like hoary courtroom mellers and it kept me engaged throughout it’s running time of about ninety minutes. It was clearly made on the cheap, and Milland wasn’t really much of a director (although I’d love to see Lisbon again), but he’s good in his role, and the other Brit actors all do a good job. The twist at the end was okay and it wasn’t a bad way to pass ninety minutes. I then watched as much of the Emmys as I could stomach, which wasn’t much. I felt as if I were in an alternate universe – I didn’t know who 90% of the people were. The “hosts” were awful and totally unfunny. The show had a winking smarminess that I found off-putting and while it was fun seeing people like Tommy Smothers and the Laugh-In gang, I just was bored to tears and finally shut it off.
I spent the rest of the evening trying to research the music that comprises the next Kritzerland limited edition CD and let me tell you, it’s not easy. And I can’t find a book that I know I have that would give me some information. I hate when that happens. And I was on this here site when we hit 500,000 postings.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below whilst we dance a 500,000 postings jig.
The jig is up, dance-wise, and now it is time for part deux of these here notes. Today, I shall do the long jog, and I have a lot of work to do on the newsletter and our Saturday Karen Morrow event, plus I just made last-minute lunch plans to go to Langer’s tomorrow at noon – very exciting. We would like some excellent vibes and xylophones for a peaceful day with no annoyances. Send ’em along, won’t you?
Tomorrow, I have a long conference call with all the Bacharach folks to see exactly who we’ve got so far and exactly what songs are being done (very few at the moment, but I’m going to start assigning certain ones). Wednesday, I have a three-hour work session with this singer who I’m helping. And then there are other meals and meetings – a lot of work to do this week.
If you missed any of the merriment and mirth and laughter and legs over the weekend, check out the notes and posts because we had us some fun.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, do the long jog, lunch at Langer’s, hopefully have a peaceful day with no annoyances and drama, and attend to all sorts of little things. Today’s topic of discussion: Last Monday we did our favorite quotable lines from films and plays – today let’s do our favorite quotable lines from novels that we love, that we think are trashy, or that we loathe. I’m looking forward to seeing your quotes and maybe they’ll pique enough interest to discover some new books. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, as we look forward to the next 500,000 postings.