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October 15, 2019:

THE MYSTERY OF TAQUITOS

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Well, dear readers, this week is flying by, like a gazelle doing an impression of Marlon Brando eating a taquito.  And what is WITH taquitos anyway.  I had a taquito craving two nights ago and bought some frozen chicken taquitos and some Gelson’s guacamole.  I ate six of them last night (they’re not too bad calorie-wise) and the Gelson’s guacamole was actually really good.  It never occurs to me to even think about taquitos but sometimes you can’t help what thought pops into Ye Olde Cranium.  As I was eating them, I thought, I know I used to eat these regularly but from where and when was that – at least thirty years ago or more.  As I thought about it, I then remembered they used to come in a cardboard thing with guacamole on the side – where would that have been from, though?  I thought it was fast food, so the only thing I can think of is a chain called Los Burritos but taquitos doesn’t appear to be on the menu.  But I know I got them from some place.  Maybe Casa Vega has them, but I wasn’t eating there thirty years ago. Maybe it was somewhere near LACC, but I think it was later than that, like in the 1970s.  Oh, well, maybe I’ll figure it out.  Why am I talking about taquitos?

Yesterday was a perfectly fine day in most ways.  I was up at noon after nine hours of needed sleep – I need a couple more nights of sleep like that.  Once up, I answered e-mails, did some work at the piano and on the computer, began a set of liner notes, and then was hungry.  I went to In-N-Out and for the first time ever got a double double cheeseburger – less calories than two separate cheeseburgers, which is what I usually get.  I came right home and ate it, and I must say it was really quite good.  I might make that my default meal from there.  Then I ascertained that there was no mail and no packages to pick up, so I listened to music for a while, until we had our little rehearsal at four-thirty.  That was fine and lasted about forty-five minutes.

After that, I finished the set of liner notes and got them on their merry way.  I’d read that the infamous Scotty Bowers died today.  I’d never picked up his tell-all book, Full Service: My Adventures in Hollywood and the Secret Sex Lives of the Stars.  I knew that there’d been a documentary made based on the book, so I went to Amazon Prime – they had it, but not free, so I paid the two bucks to watch it.  And it was really fascinating.  He really pulls no punches.  He died at ninety-six, so he was probably ninety-four when they made this thing.  I don’t think the stars he gabs about are any secrets in terms of their sexuality, but boy is he detailed about some of it.  So, I wasn’t surprised to hear about Tracy and Hepburn, obviously wasn’t surprised about Cukor or Laughton or Hudson, but Walter Pidgeon was new to me, certainly.  Scotty worked at a Richfield gas station on Hollywood Blvd. and that’s where he became famous as a procurer for the stars, both straight and gay.  It goes on a little too long, as most of these things do, but I enjoyed it.  If you’re sensitive to male nudity you probably won’t want to see this – there’s a bit of it both in still photographs and in motion, if you get my meaning.  What a character.

After that, I just relaxed and listened to some music.  I’m still feeling a bit congested in the head – thick would be a good descriptor.  I need that to go away.  And my voice is a little weak.  I know others who are having allergy issues, so it may be that, but I’m taking my preventatives just in case.  Then it was time to write these here notes.

Today, I’ll sleep in again.  Once up, I’ll do the usual morning things, such as answer e-mails, then I’ll begin the second set of liner notes, which won’t take all that long, I shouldn’t think.  Then I’ll eat, hopefully pick up some packages and an important envelope, and then I’ll return home, finish the liner notes and get them on their merry way.  Then I’m sure I’ll do some work at the piano and on the computer, and then I’ll relax and watch a motion picture on Blu and Ray.

Tomorrow is more of the same, as is Thursday and Friday, not necessarily in that order.  Saturday is the first What If rehearsal, and Sunday I will need to rest for sure.  Monday is our second rehearsal, Tuesday we have a stumble-through, and then we do our two shows on Wednesday and Thursday, and then a few days later we start our The Man Who Came to Dinner adventure.  If you’re in LA or environs, you really must come to see our benefit.

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, sleep in, write more liner notes, eat, hopefully pick up packages and an envelope, finish liner notes, work at the piano, and then relax.  Today’s topic of discussion: Taquitos – have you ever had them?  And what are your favorite foods from south of the border down Mexico way?  Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, where I shall ponder further the mystery of where I used to get taquitos.

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