Well, dear readers, the first thing we must do is to wish all you mothers out there in the dark a very happy haineshisway.com Mother’s Day. Yes, this is a day for all you mothers out there in the dark – both real mothers and mothers of the third kind. Yes, we do have a few mothers out there, if you get my meaning, but we wish them a Happy Mother’s Day, too. Right now, I am so tired I’m about to fall over. This is what happens when you have two nights of four hours of sleep. But I’m back home now and will sleep late and catch up on my rest. Just what up is doing on my rest is anyone’s guess. That darn up. In any case, I got up at five this morning, had a one-hour ride to the airport in Seattle, and then had a very pleasantly pleasant flight home. My helper picked me up at the airport and drove me home. As we were driving down Moorpark I suddenly realized that Moorpark spelled backward is kraproom. Who knew? I got home, unpacked, but then had to go kill time whilst she of the Evil Eye finished her work. I killed time, but I made it look like an accident, so I don’t think I’ll be apprehended for the killing of time. I came back home, answered a lot of e-mails, then went and picked up two days’ worth of mail, not that it was all that much. Then I had a two-thirty meeting that was interesting and fun, and then I came home and sat on my couch like so much fish.
Yesterday, I watched a motion picture on DVD entitled Never Take Candy From A Stranger, from the new Hammer suspense box set. It’s quite a good little film about an old man who is a child molester and a town that’s afraid to do anything about it because he and his son are so powerful. Good cast, good writing, and good direction. And a very nice black and white scope transfer.
After the movie, I then went to dinner with Mr. Barry Pearl. He brought along our mutual friend, Mr. Jeff Harlin, who, once upon a time, played a dildo in The First Nudie Musical. We had tons of food at Little Toni’s and a lot of fantabulously fantabulous conversation. Jeff is a great guy and we told lots of great stories and had a wonderfully wonderful time.
We spent about two and a half hours there, and then I had tom come home, feeling overtired and bloated and gross. I’m still feeling that way two hours later. I am uncomfortably full despite eating only half my spaghetti and not having any meatballs or sausage in it. Of course, I did have two pieces of pepperoni pizza with the spaghetti, so that could be part of the problem.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because this mother needs to get some beauty sleep providing this mother can even fall asleep with a gut-full of spaghetti and pizza.
Today, an artist friend is coming over and we’re going to the little art fair about six blocks from here. She’s going to be doing the next one and wants to get the lay of the land and also the land of the lay. And that’s all I’m doing. Otherwise, it’s watching motion pictures and napping all the livelong day and night.
Tomorrow, if all goes according to Hoyle we’ll ship out all the Legend of the Lost CDs. That will take quite a bit of time, and then there’s also some more books to send out and the bigger dealer orders.
The rest of the week is all meetings and errands and whatnot and that sort of thing.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, sleep as late as possible, attend an art fair, eat something very light and calorie-friendly, and then relax. 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 post about them. So, let’s have loads of lovely topics and loads of lovely postings, shall we, as all the mothers out there in the dark get to have a wonderful and happy Happy Mother’s Day.