Well, dear readers, I have breaking bombshell news for you: We had us some real old-fashioned rain, we did. No, it didn’t last for hours, but when it was coming down it was coming down heavily. It was fun to see it when I opened the front door. In fact, I snapped an actual photograph of it. Here is the proof.
But that’s not the biggest breaking bombshell news, no sir, that is most certainly not the biggest breaking bombshell news. That news is that haineshisway.com is twenty-one years of age. Yes, you heard it here, dear readers, we’re legal, baby. We can have a scotch on the rocks or an Irish on the bricks. Someone tell me how this works – are we beginning our twenty-first year or our twenty-second? We were born in a trunk in the Princess Theatre on November 9, 2001, didn’t have weekend notes those first two weeks, but have never missed a day of notes since the third week of November, 2001, an HHW Odyssey. Can you believe it. The longest-running daily blog in the history of the Internet and a place for our dear readers to gather and be supportive and funny, to bitch and moan, in other words, love and pain and the whole damn thing. I love this jernt and all its readers, lurkers, and especially denizens of the discussion board. So, a big ol’ happy anniversary to all of us – I feel strongly that soon we will be the most popular site on all the Internet.
In other breaking bombshell news, I am sitting here like so much fish, listening to the final CD in the Hans Rosbaud does French music from France box – four CDs in total – thanks to my Blue Tooth remote connection, which I am loving. The sound on these radio broadcasts is really kind of astonishing – clean, clear, and crisp, shockingly so. The fourth CD contains a wonderful performance of Honegger’s marvelous third symphony. This may, in fact, end up being my favorite performance of this symphony. I’m going to now have to get the Rosbaud Mahler box – also from radio broadcasts – because that’s supposed to be a total winner from start to finish. Once again, I attempted to find something to watch and failed, so instead I spent the evening writing two sets of liner notes, so that’s done and sent off. And whilst doing so, I fired up the old Blue Tooth and played discs two and three of the Rosbaud French box, which has been very pleasurable. In other non-breaking non-bombshell news, I have eaten some peanuts. I know that information is very important to some people, and we all know that some people can be content playing Bingo and paying rent, and that’s peachy for some people who don’t know they’re alive. I know I’m alive because I just went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror and was greeted by an older gentleman I don’t really recognize anymore, someone who’s about to turn a pretty big age in just four short weeks. I wonder who that could be? Well, enough of this damn preamble. Let’s get to the meat of things, shall we, or at least the vegetables of things.
Yesterday was both okay and irritating. The irritating stuff did not outweigh the okay stuff, while I seem to outweigh just about everything. I think I like the new sheets because I sure had ten hours of non-interrupted sleep. They’re quite comfy. Once up, it was already afternoon and I answered a LOT of e-mails, had a few telephonic conversations dealing with sound things on the web series – the sound people took no notes at all, so it’s been a little too much guesswork. But we put everyone in touch with the cameraman and hopefully it’s all been straightened out.
Then I ordered a cheeseburger and fries from some jernt called The Great White Hut, which looks like it has a few different locations. It looked good but it was via Postmates, who I hate. Their site clearly stated a two for the price of one deal on the cheeseburger – that’s a good deal only it didn’t happen. They do this all the time and it’s always “the small print” that does everyone in. There’s probably a really good class action lawsuit in the making. And as is usually the case with Postmates (I did the order because DoorDash doesn’t service the location that’s actually not that far from here), the food arrived barely warm, let alone hot. But I must say, the burger was very good. The fries were bland. If DoorDash ever does this location, I may try it again, or I might even mosey on over there and have an actual hot burger.
After that, I got the last two songs to singers, so that’s all done, and then I tried to find some damn thing to watch. I tried something entitled Collateral with Tom Cruise, but I found it terrible and shut it off after twenty minutes. I just don’t care for the director, Michael Mann. That’s the long and the short of it, not necessarily in that order.
Today, I’ll be up by ten or so, then Kay Cole will come pick up something (couldn’t do it yesterday), and then I’ll try to make a show order and get the commentary cobbled together so that will be out of the way rather than in the way. I’ll go pick up the Amazon sheets, which arrived so late that I couldn’t get there in time – what else is new – then I’ll eat, then at some point I’ll watch, listen, and relax.
The rest of the week is more of the same, perhaps a meeting and meal, perhaps not, and then I have no idea what the weekend might hold.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up by ten or so, have a brief hello with Kay Cole, make a show order and do commentary, hopefully pick up packages, eat, then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Ask BK Day, the day in which you get to ask me or any dear reader any old question you like and we get to give any old answer we like. So, let’s have loads of lovely questions and loads of lovely answers and loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, where I’m sure there’ll be some breaking bombshell dreams to be had.