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July 9, 2015:

THAT TINDER THING

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Well, dear readers, what the HELL is Tinder?  Apparently it’s yet another dating site, where you swipe left or swipe right.  I’ll tell you where I’D like to swipe.  These things are so nutty.  It’s just another way for idiots, mostly young idiots, to have superficial meetings, sex, dating, whatever.  It’s like college on your phone.  It’s all based on photos and if you like what the person looks like.  I understand that’s part of it, but for me it’s not THE part of it.  Talking to someone is the major part of it – a connection (not on your phone, not via text or PM or any of that crap) based on what someone thinks, their brain, their personality.  What a world we’ve become.  I’m ready to toss my iPhone in the toilet.  Tinder.  Even the name is baffling and makes me want to vomit on the ground.  And next year it will be something else because heaven knows the people who are doing it will want the next hip thing, the next superficial thing.  You swipe right if you “like” someone, you swipe left if you want to see the next photo.  You send messages to people, most of whom, from what I’ve read, never respond unless you’re what they perceive as “hot”.  It’s about all the wrong things and yet 50 million people or more are doing it.  Brilliant.  Not me, baby.  You will not find me on Tinder because I have no interest in it, and none one who uses such a service would find me “hot” even though I’m incredibly hot.  I’m so hot I need to turn on the damn air conditioning.  I did watch the come-on video for it – and it’s just as disgusting and lame as you’d think it was.  Ah, well, I leave it to the kiddies who enjoy this sort of thing.  I wouldn’t have enjoyed it as a kiddie, I would have been just as appalled by it when I was a kiddie as I am now, just as I was appalled by certain aspects of college life and high school life.

But seriously, I’ve already had twenty-five dates on Tinder.  It must be because I’m incredibly hot.  But enough about Tinder and me.  I shall not be downloading the app, even though I’m incredibly hot.

Yesterday, I had not dates on Tinder.  I did get eight hours of sleep, I did do work on the computer, I did choose songs (now narrowing down and getting the sheet music), I did cast all the females for our show and we have an offer out to the first of the two guys.  I did have a patty melt and no fries or onion rings, I did pick up no packages and I did return home.  Once here, I did more work on the computer, had some telephonic calls and then finally sat on my couch like so much fish.

Last night, I watched a motion picture entitled The Young Lions.  I’ve always enjoyed the motion picture entitled The Young Lions and last night was no exception.  It’s a sprawling 165-minute film, but the characters are interesting and the script is very well written (from Irwin Shaw’s novel – Shaw apparently was very bitter about the film’s changes from his book), and the actors turn in really good and interesting performances straight down the line.  Marlon Brando plays a German officer who is conflicted – some people think his accent is campy, but I like him in the film very much.  Montgomery Clift is also wonderful, although this was filmed not that long after his horrible car accident and he just doesn’t look the same.  Barbara Rush has always been a favorite actress of mine and she’s great in this picture, as is Dean Martin in his first dramatic role after the breakup with Jerry Lewis.  Hope Lange is very touching and very sweet and quite beautiful, May Britt is quite good, too, and I’d forgotten that Maximilian Schell was in this, three years before he was “discovered” in Judgment at Nuremberg.  The film has a magnificent score by Hugo Friedhofer and I’ve always liked the director, Edward Dmytryk.  The black-and-white scope transfer is nothing short of perfect.

After that, I made a couple of the low-cal tortilla things with an egg and cheese for my evening snack.  Then I did yet more stuff on the computer.

Today, I will finish casting, finish song choices, then I’ll assign them, get the rest of the music – then I’ll eat, hopefully pick up packages, and then attend to some other stuff.

The rest of the week is meetings and meals and seeing stuff, coming up with a show order, writing the commentary and stuff like that.

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, cast, choose, assign, get music, eat, hopefully pick up packages and relax.  Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite films of Marlon Brando, Dean Martin, and Montgomery Clift?  Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, where I shall not dream of finding romance on Tinder, even though I’m incredibly hot.

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