Well, dear readers, I would really like to get these here notes up on time, but in order to do that I shall actually have to write them. After staring at this blank sheet of a Word document for ten minutes, I decided to just take the bull by the horns and start. I always take the bull by the horns. I once tried to take the bull by something else and let me tell you, neither the bull nor I was happy about it. I once took the horn by the bulls just to be contrary. Now we’re cookin’ with gas. Now we’re on a roll. Now we’ve kick started these here notes with quiet panache and zeal. Speaking of zeal, I once took the zeal by the reeds because I got tired of the horns. I also once ate zeal parmesan and it was quite tasty. You know, I could go on like this for hours and frankly this could go on like me for hours, so of a piece are we. If anyone has a clew as to what the HELL I’m going on about, do drop me a private e-mail. In any case, I clearly have taken the bull by the horns and onward to glory I go. Speaking of Man Of La Mancha, yesterday was ultimately a good day, sort of. For example, I got up and answered some e-mails and did some work on the computer. I then waited for quite a long time to hear from my muse Margaret and to hear from my pressing plant lady. Both calls came in the afternoon, so up to that point I was just waiting and doing little things around the home environment. The Margaret call was lovely – she really liked the new pages. She had two little nitpicky notes, which I immediately fixed. I then began the new chapter, writing a page. I then had a visit from the pressing plant lady who only delivered a small amount of the Shire CDs because the pressing plant had machine problems. She’s assured me the balance will be here this morning, but I suspect it will be late afternoon before they arrive. However, I did get enough to fill all orders placed at kritzerland.com so those are going out this very morning.
After that, I headed over to Genghis Cohen to sup with Mr. Cason Murphy and his ever-lovin’ Heather, and Miss Adriana Patti came along for the ride, too, as she’s very fond of Mr. Murphy. Heather is a doll, and we all had a splendidly splendid time stuffing our faces with an obscene amount of foodstuffs, which included orange chicken (best anywhere), garlic chicken, vegetable moo-shoo (Heather is a vegetarian – although she does eat fish), crackerjack shrimp, green beans, filet of sole in ginger and onion sauce (out of this world) and their unique pickles and slaw. Tales were told, laughs were had, and it was just a grand time. Plus, just for fun, we took the bull by the horns.
Last night, I watched one and an eighth motion pictures on DVD. The first motion picture (the an eighth) was entitled La Belle Captive, un film de Alain Robbe-Grillet, who wrote Last Year At Marienbad. I took about twenty-five minutes of it and shut it off. It was one of those endlessly obtuse and arty films that are mind-bogglingly awful in their artiness. Horrid. I then watched an entire motion picture on DVD entitled Borat. I will admit that I was dreading watching it, but I do like to see what kids are finding amusing these days and normally it never ceases to appall me. The good news is that I didn’t hate it. Oh, much of it fell flat for me, but there were amusing moments here and there and Mr. Cohen is goony and moves well. Having made a film that pushed many, many envelopes, I understand the concept of doing so. But there are ways to do it and ways to do it. Mr. Cohen is certainly more successful at it than that completely witless idiot who made Freddy Got Fingered, which was a film that was literally someone committing career suicide. I don’t find Mr. Cohen’s endless Jew jokes amusing (and I love Jew jokes) – there’s really no point to them as satire, so they just become offensive after a while. And kids certainly don’t see it as satire, they just think it’s cool to make fun of people, so I’m not sure it’s such a good thing. The infamous nude wrestling scene (which was certainly not as nude as I was led to believe – Mr. Cohen’s privates are digitally censored throughout) starts off amusingly, then, like a lot of the film, simply overstays its welcome. The final third of the movie just runs out of steam, but along the way there were those occasional amusing bits. It’s like a long Totally Hidden Video show with a character at its center. But, on THV we got the relief of seeing the marks let off the hook – here we don’t, even though we know they ultimately were (as they all had to sign releases). The DVD has some cut scenes, a couple of which are not unamusing, and it has some clips of Mr. Baron’s appearances on Conan and Jay Leno – those are actually funnier than a lot of the stuff in the film. Not a great comedy, but not a disaster, either. The DVD presentation is well-done – the whole thing looks like a bootleg, and the menus are clever.
Well, why don’t we all take the bull by the you-know-whats and click on the Unseemly Button below because I need my beauty sleep and I need to get up early so I can get these CDs shipped.
Today, I shall ship CDs, and then write as many pages as I can, just to make up for the two I didn’t write yesterday. I have no other plans except to meet up with one of the online store guys who’s buying the Shire CD. So, I do hope to get some good writing time in, and I hope that a package or three might be arriving.
Tomorrow, however, is a different story – I have work sessions with all three gals whose shows I’m doing – first Alet, then Joan (although she could cancel), and then Merissa. What that means is that I have to do all my writing in the early morning hours. But then Thursday is pretty open. Friday, I get to have a lovely meeting with the lovely Miss Susan Watson.
Now wait just a darned minute. Let’s all put on our pointy party hats and our colored tights and pantaloons, let’s all break out the cheese slices and the ham chunks, let’s all dance the Hora or the Virginia Reel, because today is the birthday of our very own dear reader Rodzinski. So, let’s give a big haineshisway.com birthday cheer to our very own dear reader Rodzinski. On the count of three: One, two, three – A BIG HAINESHISWAY.COM BIRTHDAY CHEER TO OUR VERY OWN DEAR READER RODZINSKI!!!
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, jog (weather permitting), write, ship, write, sup, write, and then watch a DVD. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite outrageous films – the ones that really pushed the envelope and made you either sit with mouth agape in disbelief, or fall off your chair laughing. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, and do let’s take the bull by the horns.