Well, dear readers, I am happy and relieved to say that all the postage strips have been attached to all the packages and therefore all is ready for the arrival of the CDs. Lord amighty, there is a flying thing in my kitchen and I HATE it – one of them June bugs getting its last hurrah before July rolls around and its out of date and out of fashion. I chased it, I swatted at it, but this little sucker was FAST – eventually I screamed at it and I think my scream gave it a heart attack because I don’t hear the little scum-sucker anymore. Well, that was exciting. Where was I? Oh, yes, what a busy day it was yesterday. I had a good night’s sleep, got up, answered e-mails, had a nice instant message conversation with someone on Facebook, and that got ready for the arrival of my friend. Said friend arrived at noon and we got to work putting all the postage stamps on all the boxes. After we got all the single orders done (hundreds of them), I then printed out the postage for all the multiple orders (only about forty of those) – the whole affair took a little over ninety minutes. But that wasn’t all – we then had to address another forty orders that had come in over the last few days – we did those and then put postage on them and finally we were through. I then took said friend for a nice lunch, as my way of showing appreciation and saying thanks for the help. We went to Mo’s – we both had the Chinese Chicken Salad, which once again was yummilicious. We then came back to the home environment and she went on her merry way and I went back to work – this time watching another film, naming music cues, and figuring out the exact order they need to go in. I’ve now done the edit road maps for three films, which are going on two CDs. After that, I went to Gelson’s – I was out of water and other stuff. Then I came back home, put the motor car away and finally sat on my couch like so much fish.
Last night, I watched a motion picture on Blu and Ray entitled 2012, a motion picture whose obscene budget was around 230 million dollars. The fact that any studio would spend that amount of money to make one motion picture is so sickening it’s sickening. The fact that they spent it to make THIS motion picture is not only sickening, it’s downright insane. That really not very talented director, Roland Emmerich, directed it. It’s filled with the destruction of almost the entire planet (you know the old saw that the Mayan calendar says the world is ending in 2012). There have been such predictions of doom and gloom every decade, and some people really believe this stuff – and then when it doesn’t happen they blithely ignore how stupid they were, and just move on to the next gloom and doom date. I remember with some affection all the computer doom and gloom for the new millennium – how computers were going to be totally screwed up. Oops, didn’t happen. In any case, this movie is relentlessly stupid – standard Syd Field and Robert McKee Screenwriting 101 horse manure – every beat of the story is from another movie and is predictable minute by minute. Oh, I suppose there’s some entertainment value seeing LA go into the ocean, but the action scenes are so idiotic you just sit there and scratch your head at their inanity. The pace of the film is glacial (the film runs two-and-a-half hours), the music is of the thumping variety, and while there are some good actors aboard, the writers forgot to provide them with a little thing I like to call characters. George Segal was a bit of a shock – he’s really looking old and weird, rather like the way Rod Taylor looks. Last I saw him in something a few years ago, he looked good. The transfer, as you might imagine, is impressive, as is the sound. The film grossed around 165 million bucks (which I believe is a fantasy, like most grosses) – when you add prints and advertising to the 230 million dollar budget (at least 40 more million), what you are left with is a huge flop. Maybe next time, someone will hire an actual writer and director. That would be a good first step.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because I have to mourn the June bug who had a heart attack and died a few days before July would have made it obsolete.
Today, I shall get up, write some liner notes, ascertain exactly when the CDs will arrive, ship a few packages, hopefully pick up a few packages and a piece of mail that should have been here three days ago, and then I’ll be going to muse Margaret’s for a lovely home-cooked meal. As always, I am looking forward to that very much.
I have no idea if CDs will be here tomorrow or Wednesday, so I have made no plans for either day. Tomorrow night, I tape the Skip E. Lowe Show and then have a meal with our very own Alet Taylor, to discuss various and sundried upcoming projects. I won’t know about Wednesday till I hear about the CDs – then I can plan that day and evening.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, write, ship packages, pick up packages, and sup with the Jones’s. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your all-time favorite disaster movies, and what are your all-time least favorite disaster movies? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst we say a little prayer for The June Bug Who Had a Heart Attack, which is also the title of my next novel.