Well, dear readers, I am sitting here like so much fish, still a bit full from a dinner in which I did NOT overeat, at least I don’t think I did, legs getting sore due to my miscalculation about how far the restaurant was. I calculated a half-mile and allowed twenty-five minutes for the walk, knowing I’d probably get there five or ten minutes early. But the restaurant, El Torito (The Torito) is, in fact, a bit over a mile away. I made it there at 2:15 to the minute. Dear reader Jeanne was waiting outside for me, we went in, got a booth, got our liquid refreshments – she, water, me, Diet Pepsi – and chatted for a bit while I caught my breath from the over a mile walk. Then we got up and got some food. I got a little salad on a separate plate, then started on the food proper. I just wasn’t feeling the turkey, as I’d had some the day before, even though it looked very good – instead I took fairly small helpings of stuffing with gravy, cranberries, string bean casserole, and a couple of pieces of the yams. Jeanne got some stuff I got plus some stuff I didn’t get, like mashed potatoes. We went back, ate our food all up – the stuffing was very good, and the gravy made it even better, the string bean casserole needed a little more cooking for the string beans but was otherwise fine, the cranberries were great, and the yams were yamalicious. Jeanne went and got her second plate, this time from the room that had the Mexican food. When she got back, I went to the Mexican food room. I got some corn pudding, two very small cheese enchiladas, and then back to the other room for a bit more stuffing and gravy. We gabbed about this and that as well as that and this, caught up on things, and cleaned our plates. For dessert, I was determined to be a good boy and I was – I had a little Jell-o and two bites of rice pudding that was way too bland for the likes of me. I had two refills on the Diet Pepsi. We said our goodbyes and I then had to walk the slightly over a mile back to the home environment. I am, to put it mildly, completely out of shape, especially due to the extra fifty pounds I’m packing at the moment. I’d like to send those fifty pounds packing, frankly, and I’m determined to do just that. At several points during the walk home I thought I was going to die, but I finally made it and immediately plopped down on the couch for about ten minutes, regaining breath and composer, not necessarily in that order.
I then answered some e-mails whilst feeling very full, even though I hadn’t eaten all that much. Weirdly weird, if you ask me. Then I sat on my couch like so much fish again and began looking for a movie to watch. Whilst looking, I dozed off for two count them two hours. Once back up, I finally found something I knew would be terrible, but which featured an actress I liked who once did a Kritzerland show, and a newcomer playing his first leading role in a movie, someone who went on to having a pretty nice career, someone by the name of Brad Pitt. The leading lady was Jill Schoelen. The movie was entitled Cutting Class, a slasher movie way too late in the game, 1989. Horribly written, beyond stupid, and having the temerity to also think it was funny, which, with the exception of one line uttered by Martin Mull to a dog, wasn’t. It was mercifully short at ninety-one minutes, although it seemed like three hours. Oh, and the pervertish school principal, the worst written role in the film, was played by Roddy McDowell, who seemed mildy embarrassed by what he was asked to do. The so-called director, Rospo Pallenberg, who’d written The Emerald Forest, Excalibur, and the infamous The Exorcist II: The Heretic, all for John Boorman, here directing someone else’s so-called screenplay, apparently learned not a single thing from Mr. Boorman, as there was not a single well-staged or well-shot moment in the entire film. Extremely amateurish, and probably why it’s his only full film credit – or maybe there’s one other. This thing went direct to video. And yet, all these years later, a film which almost nobody saw, gets a 4K release. That is simply mind-boggling to me.
Prior to all that, I either got six or seven hours of sleep – can’t remember exactly when I went to bed – got up, answered e-mails, was bombarded with Black Friday deals, and then I shaved and showered and then when it was time, did the longer-than-expected walk to El Torito (The Torito). I’m thinking of doing a Black Friday sale – what do you think? Fifty percent off if you but ten titles for $100. Pretty good deal, don’t you think? I thought about making it per title or five titles, but frankly at those prices it’s not worth our time unless it’s $100. So, I’ll maybe announce that in the morning or maybe even before bed. I’ll also for the first and only time, offer the big 5-CD Henry King at Fox box set for half price, which is a GREAT deal at $30 rather than the list price of $60.
Today, I’ll be up when I’m up, I’ll do whatever needs doing, but mostly it will be a ME day of doing ME things and relaxing. I will take some kind of walk at some point, I’ll go to the mail place and see what’s what, I’ll do a Gelson’s run for the day’s food – one big salad from the salad bar, and some shrimp cocktail shrimp, some of which will go in the salad and some of which will serve as a snack later in the day – so I’ll also need the ingredients for my special cocktail sauce. I’ll eat the salad, then just do nothing but watch, listen, and relax.
The weekend is more of the same, Monday I see the eyeball surgeon – a ten-fifteen appointment right in the thick of rush hour so I’ll probably give myself ninety minutes to get there and I have to figure out the best route to do so. Tuesday is our first Kritzerland rehearsal, which I’m looking forward to, hopefully, both important envelopes will have arrived so I can do that banking on Monday, then Friday is our second Kritzerland rehearsal, Saturday is our stumble-through, and Sunday we do our show, after which there’ll be a little birthday dinner somewhere.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, do whatever needs doing, have a ME day, take a walk of some sort, do a Gelson’s run, eat, go to the mail place, and then I’ll watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Friday – what is currently in your CD player and your DVD/Blu and Ray/streaming player? I’ll start – I have no idea. Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to have had a nice Thanksgiving Dinner in a Mexican restaurant.