Posted by Jrand53 @ 09/06/2003 08:58 AM PST

Ballad - I Wish I Didn't Love You So by Frank Loesser and especially sung by Miss Betty Hutton.

Uptempo or dance - In the Mood especially by Glenn Miller.

Novelty - Rum and Coca Cola by the Andrews Sisters

And so many more!

Posted by Jrand53 @ 09/06/2003 08:59 AM PST

Doh! MusicGuy glad you liked your CD...first one I ever made myself...burned that is!

Jason - did your package arrive?

MBarnum your CD should be there today!

Posted by Jrand53 @ 09/06/2003 09:04 AM PST

Okay BB4 watchers (or those obsessed with the internet coverage).

The Power of Veto comp was held last night. And all I can say is AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Posted by Jennifer @ 09/06/2003 09:08 AM PST

BK, look what you have gone and done....made me hungry for coconuts! I have a huge craving for coconuts now and I won't be happy until I find one and bust it open somehow.

For those of you who were missed out on last night's postings, please go and check it out for a good laugh! We wrote an interactive story featuring a cast of weird characters and even an appearance by a (maybe not THE) randy vicar. It isn't done though.

World War II era songs? That's a tough one, I like so many of them.

Favorites--You'll Never Know, Time After Time, A Nightingale Sang in Barkeley Square, Why Don't You Do Right, Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy

Posted by Maya @ 09/06/2003 09:24 AM PST

It was a dark and stormy night. The vicar carefully inspected the table he had set for his guests that evening. His hands were gloved in lint-free handkerchief linen, so that the crystal and silver he had laid would not be spotted by his mortal flesh. As his eyes flamed in the candle-lit reflection off the service pieces he used for only his most special guests, he pondered how he would greet each of them as they
arrived at the rectory.
He took special care with one place setting. Tonight would be the night.
Yes, the rector had decided. Tonight he would let the young lad know who is real father was. Yes, the son he had denied at his birth would soon be sitting at the table with his own sister. The decision was
made, the truth would have to be told. The wedding of the two young people could not take place!
Tallulah LeGree was the first to arrive. The footman took her voluminous fur wrap and escorted her to the library, where cocktails had been set. She nervously eyed the volumes around her. Chaucer, Voltaire, Collins. The authors' names lept at her, like cats stalking their prey. She pondered for a moment her upcoming nuptials. The secrets she harbored flared in her head. Would she succeed with her scheme, she wondered, as she examined the hors d'oeuvres on the table. Tallulah had never seen sardines served in such a fashion, curled in the shape of various letters of the alphabet, arranged to spell the vicar's name. In Latin. The echo of her mother's last words suddenly reverberated inside her neatly coiffed head.
Ezra Pengham, Tallulah's paternal third cousin twice removed, crept in after her, he too eyeing the alphabetical formations of the sardines. Ezra was a timid young man with a stooped figure, mousy brown
hair and small fishy eyes. He wore a creased suit and a bowler hat a few sizes too big for his head.
Ezra noticed too a strange look on his cousin's face. He was convinced she had been hiding something from him. Lately, she had been somewhat sad, withdrawn. It was unlike her--as a young girl, Tallulah had delighted in stealing candy, playing with her hula hoops and dressing Ezra in feminine garments.
Theodore was next to arrive. Bursting in like the howling wind outside, Teddy's face was flush with excitement. Slipping out of his macintosh, you couldn't help but notice how young and innocent he seemed. "Still wet behind the ears," someone once observed. Eager to see his lady love, he rushed into the library almost knocking over the Tiffany lamp on the hall table. The vicar looked up.
And Ezra never forgave her that, her ability to swing six hula hoops simultaneously, one on each of her limbs, one on her waist and another on her neck, all the while singing the morose lullaby their common
ancient nanny would sing to them as they lay in their cribs at the ancestral castle.
The room brightened considerably with the entrance of Irma LaTrois. Widowed at an early age, Irma was ubiquitous in town, and had over many years ingratiated herself with the leading families of the little hamlet. She was as familiar with each of the families as she might be a sister to them, though of her private life the townfolk knew little.
The conversation in the library was light, about the torrid weather that evening, about how dreary Como had been that season, about how the opera hasn't been the same since the passing of Farinelli.
There was a lull, and suddenly, after long silence, the vicar spoke.
The vicar surveyed the table, then spoke. "I will admit to all those present that I frolicked today with a comely lass."
"How randy of you," said Ezra, playing with the salmon mousse.
"Randy is my middle name," replied the vicar. Jeremiah is my first name."
The vicar called for the soup to be served.
Inga, the Swedish maid, entered the atrium then, her long flaxen braids swinging behind her.
"I have brote the sup," she squeaked, only to feel a pinch on her lower back. "Oh, Jeremiah Randy Vicar," she cried, almost splling the soup tureen brimfull with a fine puree of broccoli and oysters.
Ezra blushed, averting his fishy eyes from Inga. But then the maid saw that Irma was staring at her....
Indeed, there was a good deal of staring going 'round the table. Tallulah was staring at the widow LaTrois. Theodore was staring at Ezra. And the vicar was staring at each of them in succession, all the while as he masterfullyly navigated the ruffles of Inga's petticoats, out of the sight of his assembled dinner guests, while she skillfully served the soup.
Was the mere notion of the oysters in the potage what drove this unseemly staring?
While the assembled guests were all keeping their gazes fixed on each other, the vicar quietly reached under the edge of the table (with the hand not occupied with Inga) and pushed a hidden button.
Suddenly, an eerie melody began to play from the old pipe organ in the entry hall......a strange but insistent melody in E minor....
"Rose's Turn" had never before sounded quite so sinister.
Was that Tallulah about to sing her version of the famous 11 o'clock number?
Ezra and Theodore stole furtive glances at each other. Inga alone gasped - as all in the room realized - the figure in the purple dress was the vicar in drag!
"Momm-mmm-ma?" stuttered Tallulah. It wasn't clear whether she was simply singing the song to the organ's accompaniment or addressing the purple-clad dinner guest in shocked tones.

Posted by Assorted Dear Readers @ 09/06/2003 09:45 AM PST

Teaching a college class (for the first time ever) went O.K. I had them do cold readings of lyrics they didn't know, sans music. They seemed reasonably bright and funny, and some, like the one reading "When You Got It, Flaunt It" were really into it. Then the department head asked me how they sounded, which was hard to answer, as I never got around to hearing them sing. All in good time, my dears

Can't name the favorite Big Band recordings, but we have plenty of them on the CDs burned to underscore the cast party part of our wedding - certainly Pennsylvania 6-5000. Once, if you dialed that number in New York, one of those old guys with the box seats on the Muppets would answer. But he wasn't so old then.

Posted by Noel @ 09/06/2003 09:50 AM PST

We should note the passing of Giselle MacKenzie.

Posted by Jay @ 09/06/2003 10:21 AM PST

Just stumbled across the actual CD, one of many that will underscore Our Wedding's cast party: in addition to Pennsylvania 6-5000, there's Take the A-Train, Moonlight Serenade, Down South Camp Meeting, Lady Be Good, Jump Jive and Wail, Don't Be That Way, Zoot Suit Riot, It Don't Mean a Thing, Sing Sing Sing, In the Mood and S'Wonderful.

There's a story that sounds like it's about Ed Sullivan but it's actually about Lawrence Welk. Introducing a guest band on his TV show he said, "And now, we have the Duke Ellington Orchestra, preforming their famous theme song, TAKE A TRAIN!"

Posted by Noel @ 09/06/2003 10:23 AM PST

Wunnerful, wunnerful.

Posted by Lawrence Welk @ 09/06/2003 10:26 AM PST

Thanks for letting us know, Jay. I hadn't heard.

As I posted most recently Giselle was a terrific Mama Rose in a 'Starlight' production of GYPSY.

Her CD of "hit" + a few more is available at Collectible Music, and is well worth the small price it sells for.

And so....as the survey checks the bestsellers on sheet music and phonograph records -- the songs most heard on the air and most played on the automatic coin machines...another star of Your Hit Parade leaves us!

Goodbye, Giselle!

Posted by Jrand53 @ 09/06/2003 10:42 AM PST

Click on my name for some WAV files if you have never heard Giselle sing....

Or if you have...refresh your memory!

Posted by Jrand53 @ 09/06/2003 10:44 AM PST

I like Benny Goodman's "Sing, Sing, Sing" as do many choreographers since it turned up in FOSSE, SWING and CONTACT.

Posted by William E. Lurie @ 09/06/2003 10:58 AM PST

I'm happy to say that both of my little sisters won their soccer games, the older won 3-0, and scored one of the goals, the younger won 5-1, and was goalie until the end, when she was switched out, and the other team scored. Much fun was had by all.

And I got a very sweet email from Juliana today thanking me for coming to the show, and hoping I had a great sweet 16, and again saying that I was "so cool" and that I made her feel famous. :) She's really nice!

I don't know WWII songs from coconuts. I'm sure I know quite a few, but I wouldn't know if they were from that era or not.

Off to call hotels to schedule Prom 2005. SCA is so boring, but it looks so good on college applications...

Posted by Sarah @ 09/06/2003 11:07 AM PST

They might predate WWII, but, I have immense fondness for:
THE WHITE CLIFFS OF DOVER
WHEN THE LIGHTS GO ON AGAIN (ALL OVER THE WORLD)
LONDON PRIDE
I SAID, "NO"
THEY'RE EITHER TOO YOUNG OR TOO OLD
and
A NIGHTINGALE SANG IN BERKELEY SQUARE

Posted by td @ 09/06/2003 11:13 AM PST

Aren't "I'll Be Seeing You" and "White Christmas" WWII songs? The former is a personal favorite and the latter, well, the latter, is a classic.

Posted by Jay @ 09/06/2003 11:20 AM PST

... and now, a word from our
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The program will also feature
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A new exhibit commemorating
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Posted by François @ 09/06/2003 12:28 PM PST

Hey there... I've returned. The retreat was great. Back to reality and daily HHW.com.

Posted by Matthew @ 09/06/2003 12:41 PM PST

WWII-type music? Hmm...

Sing, Sing, Sing
In the Mood
At Last
You'll Never Know
Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy
Straighten Up and Fly Right
I'll Be Seeing You
and
Ac-Cent-Tchu-Ate the Positive

Posted by Jason @ 09/06/2003 12:48 PM PST

Jason, if you (like me) are addicted to those fun build-your-own business/empire/person/house/whatever games, you will probably like "Tropico".

You get to be a dictator of a small tropical island nation during the cold war.

Cilck on my name for a review.

Posted by Emily @ 09/06/2003 12:52 PM PST

"And the Angels Sing" with that incredible Ziggy Elman trumpet solo. Yowzah!!

Posted by JMK @ 09/06/2003 01:00 PM PST

Emily...are you familiar with Age of Empires (versions I & II)? I love, love, love those games, and I will definitely check out Tropico. I spend hours and hours playing these silly games, but I do love them so.

Right now I'm compiling a CD of Peggy Lee songs. Any suggestions?

Posted by Jason @ 09/06/2003 01:32 PM PST

Oh, I love Big Band 1940s music and I have sooooo many favorites! SNOWFALL is one of the most beautiful melodies around and it would likely be my top favorite. Of music with lyrics I love various renditions of LAURA, and one of my favorites is from the 1944 film MURDER IN THE BLUE ROOM...the song is called THE BOOGIE WOOGIE BOOGIE MAN! It is great!

Posted by MBarnum @ 09/06/2003 01:35 PM PST

I will check the mail JRand53!!!

Posted by MBarnum @ 09/06/2003 01:36 PM PST

Where IS everyone today?

I'm bored...I recorded "Not For The Life of Me" from TMM. It's not great because of the whole comp. mic thing, but if you want it anyway, just let me know...

Ho hum pigs bum, we need some more action around here.

Posted by Sarah @ 09/06/2003 01:45 PM PST

Jrand: Yes! I got a package in the mail straight from Indiana! Thank you so much! I've got some watching to do, don't I? Thank you so much!

Posted by Jason @ 09/06/2003 01:46 PM PST

Hope you enjoy!

I have always thought that SEXTETTE was the kind of movie that Norma Desmond's SALOME would have turned out to be - had it actually gotten made.

Posted by Jrand53 @ 09/06/2003 02:08 PM PST

Love just about everything Glenn Miller did but especially "Chattanooga Choo-Choo." Also enjoy "To Each His Own" and "Accentuate the Positive."

Posted by Matt H. @ 09/06/2003 02:20 PM PST

Just finished a R&H revue this past spring, so my list is a bit skewed in that direction:

Ballad: My Romance, A Nightingale Sang In Barkley Square

Up Tempo: Johnny One Note

Posted by Phil @ 09/06/2003 02:34 PM PST

Well Well Well (and also WEL) heh!

So.. I am sorry I have been errant and truant since last night but let me tell you why...

I decided last night to cook (albeit nothing special really) a homemade pizza last night in my new apartment.

Well.. after 20 minutes, the pizza was ready and looked OH SO YUMMY. I proceeded to take it out of the oven and put it on the counter.

All I can say is - cheese or not, I might as well have had napalm on my skin hand last night, because just as I reached the counter, the pizza slid on an angle and HOT MOLTEN Mozz. Cheese slid conveniently down into my left hand causing me to immediately drop the pizza (thankfully on the counter top) and scream explatives not even a randy vicar should here that went a litle something like this..

!@#$%^&^%^$#$%^& cheese @#$%^ mother of @#$%^& jesus @#$%^**^$% for the love of @#$%^&^$^@#$ !!!

(This was all around 7pm) - so until 2am, I had my hand completely covered in ice and cold water while downing tylenol. Fortunately, there were no 3rd degree burns. My burns only reached the 2nd degree. They apparently aren't that bright...

Today I feel much better. There is some read splotching on my left hand, but I no longer feel like my hand is on fire - sunburny, yes, but molten lava hot, no.

..and that my friends is why you should never cook in your brand new apt until you have bought oven mitts.

Posted by Craig @ 09/06/2003 02:37 PM PST

When my apartment was fairly new and lacking oven mitts, my new roommate was taking a casserole out of the oven with his bare hands! I watched for a second or two, but then couldn't help but exclaiming: "How does that not hurt?" At which point, he yelled "YOWWWW" and droped it on a trivet. By way of explanation, he said "It doesn't hurt unless you think about it."

Posted by Noel @ 09/06/2003 02:54 PM PST

A touch too early here. It is Father's day in Oz. Not really a chance of me getting breakfast in bed!
As Time Goes By - Dooley Wilson
Ferryboat Serenade - The Andrews sisters
I've Heard that Song Before - Harry James & Helen Forrest
Amapola - Jimmy Dorsey
Skylark - Billy Eckstine

Posted by Tom from Oz @ 09/06/2003 03:02 PM PST

I can feel the pain from the other side of the world Craig. Thoughts are with you.

Posted by Tom from Oz @ 09/06/2003 03:03 PM PST

Welcome back Mike.

Posted by Tom from Oz @ 09/06/2003 03:04 PM PST

A few Big Band Favs off the top of my head:

My Reverie by Larry Clinton and his orchestra, based on Debussy's Reverie...this is my wife's and my song...

Ballerina by Vaughn Monroe, Bob White, Little Man Who Wasn't There, The Wind & The Rain in Your Hair, We Three (My Echo, My Shadow, and Me), I Dream Of You, These Foolish Things Remind Me of You, Perfidia, Frenesi, Brazil, Sinatra/Dorsey's Polka Dots and Moonbeams, Indian Summer, May I have the Next Romance With You, Gloomy Sunday...

Posted by Charles Pogue @ 09/06/2003 03:17 PM PST

Why not make it Four?
No alarm bells yet François? does Quasimodo still ring the bells? Is he still "out there"? "A Guy Like You" would know. I wonder if Liza can still ring bells.
Back to breakfast.

Posted by Tom from Oz @ 09/06/2003 03:20 PM PST

A couple I forgot...

"Symphony"...and whoever mention "I Wish I Didn't Love You So"...I agree

"Flamingo", particularly the Herb Jeffries version.

Posted by Charles Pogue @ 09/06/2003 03:22 PM PST

By the by, BK I acquired a DVD of Forget-Me-Not-Lane (at Tower Records in Glendale, no less). I suspect me and the missus will be watching it tonight.

Posted by Charles Pogue @ 09/06/2003 03:35 PM PST

The Bells of Christmas Are
Ringing....

... and it's pretty weird!

Posted by François @ 09/06/2003 03:43 PM PST

Oh, I've got a lovely bunch of
coconuts,
There they are all standing in a
row.
Big ones, small ones, some
as big as your head
Give 'em a twist, a flick of the
wrist,
That's what the showman
said.

Oh! I've got a lovely bunch of
coconuts
Every ball you throw will make
me rich.
There stands me wife, the idol
of me life,
Singing Roll a bowl a bowl a
penny a pitch.
Singing, roll a bowl a bowl a
penny a pitch,
Roll a bowl a bowl a penny a
pitch,
Roll a bowl a bowl Roll a bowl
a bowl
Roll a bowl a bowl a penny a
pitch.

Posted by François @ 09/06/2003 03:45 PM PST

Craig, you are not alone.

I once lost a fight with a hot eggroll. Or actually, it was more like I lost a fight with the even hotter baking sheet the hot eggroll was sitting upon.

Never try to handle a hot baking sheet when wearing a tank top (oven mitts or no oven mitts).

Hope your hand feels better. :)

Posted by Emily @ 09/06/2003 04:10 PM PST

And I thought that your preference was pineapples! I can't remmember the french - I think it starts with an.... I do remember that Elvis played the role of Chad in Blue Hawaii and Angela Lansbury played his mother. I guess that still does not help me with the french for pineapple but at least there was a connection.

Posted by Tom from Oz @ 09/06/2003 04:14 PM PST

I had to think about what BK said today and I was going to say I didn't have one. But in my BK produced a great cd of music. The Buddy Bregman Big Band: Swing. Some great arrangements and orchestration by Mr. Bregman.

Bruce had this to say about Mr. Bregman: "Buddy Bregman – he has the biggest ego of anyone I’ve ever met, but he also has the talent to back it up. Our “swing” album is fantastic –his charts are amazing and we had a total blast in the studio."

Click on my name and you will be taken to The Buddy Bregman Big Band Web Page.

Posted by Mike @ 09/06/2003 04:14 PM PST

Glendale, California, before it became Glendale, California, was Tropico, California.

Posted by The Geography Scholar @ 09/06/2003 04:15 PM PST

Jason, I've never played Age of Empires (I or II) but I've only heard amazing things about them.

My problem with simulation games like these is that they are just too addictive. I have to plan my purchase of new ones around my life. If I want a social life, I don't get the game.

I love the Sims, but cannot possibly fathom what I would do if I actually played The Sims Online. It would be like heroin.

:)

Posted by Emily @ 09/06/2003 04:26 PM PST

DR Charles Pogue...I Wish I Didn't Love You So, featured in Perils of Pauline is a cut on the Betty Hutton "Great Ladies of Song..." CD from Capitol Records.

It's a fine CD and has some songs that are Betty to a "t":

Rumble,Rumble,Rumble; His Rocking Horse Ran Away; A Square in the Social Circle; and a terrific version of Stuff Like That There which I first heard in the Bette Midler movie FOR THE BOYS....Betty does it fine!

The only thing I miss on this CD - no version of Accen-chu-ate the Positive!

Posted by Jrand53 @ 09/06/2003 04:56 PM PST

Pineapple Princess, Tom?

ANANAS is the French word!

Yes, We have No Ananas!

Oh, well!

Posted by François @ 09/06/2003 05:03 PM PST

Oh; oh!

What a dull lull!

Posted by François @ 09/06/2003 05:49 PM PST

DR Craig - whenever you suffer an accidental burn at home, you can treat it effectively with cold butter or margarine, which will also prevent blistering.

Of course, if it is more of a Towering Inferno type of situation, the best thing to do is to put your head between your legs and....

Kiss your ass goodbye.

Posted by Zina Bethune @ 09/06/2003 06:18 PM PST

I thought Ananas was a man in the Bible.

Posted by Jrand53 @ 09/06/2003 06:19 PM PST

Did any of the DR's (or your sisters) have a Marx dollhouse when you were growing up?

Which model did they have?

I have two in my collection, a split-level model from 1959, and a large 8-room house with a breezeway and rec room and a laundry room and kitchen annex on the other side....but it is NOT the Marxie Mansion.

Posted by Jrand53 @ 09/06/2003 06:22 PM PST

JRand53, nothing in the mail for me today (from Indiana way, that is!). Jason must have a speedier mailman then I.

I never did have a Marx dollhouse. I would have loved to have had one though as I fancied myself to be a miniature architect and I found these small homes to be quite fascinating. I do recall that one of my cousins or somebody in my extended family had one.

Posted by MBarnum @ 09/06/2003 06:38 PM PST

"I'll Be Seeing You" -- breaks my heart every time I hear it.

I love WWII ear band music. Oddly, I have little memory for titles...but I think it's "String of Pearls" that really just "sends me." Mike Nichols used this piece of music in a scene in "Carnal Knowledge" as Candice Bergen and Art Garfunkel danced.

BRUCE: The other day you promised "more later" on "The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp."
How much later???

JRand53: I think the Biblical figure was Ananias.

Posted by Ron Pulliam @ 09/06/2003 06:41 PM PST

I'm here, I'm here - just been working over a hot book all day.

Had fun with Donald on the radio show - we sort of went off on a rather amusing Internet tangent at the end. We spoke of many people but we didn't name namos.

Posted by bk @ 09/06/2003 06:42 PM PST

It took getting yelled at very harshly, and a rather abrupt exit from the internet (sorry, Paulie, I had just enought time to say "bye" before they hit the power button), but my room is clean. I can't stand it. When it's messy, I know where EVERYTHING is. IT's an *organized mess*. Now, I won't be able to find anything. What a pain in the buttcheeks.

For some reason it feels like a Sunday. I keep having to tell myself that it's Saturday. Does anyone else feel like this?

Oh and unless the chat lasts until past 10:45 EST tomorrow night, I won't be able to make it, as my evil mother has so kindly told a neighbor that I'd be happy to babysit her sons for SIX hours tomorrow evening. She, of course, did this without consulting me. Mothers are awful, I swear, if I didn't owe my life to her, I'd feed her to the wolves. Not that there are wolves around here. I'm sure I could find some though.

And I'm sure I'm going to get the "Your Mother Deserves Much More Respect Than That" speech now, but come on, you're telling me that you never wanted to feed your mother to the wolves?

Posted by Sarah @ 09/06/2003 06:50 PM PST

PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!
Do NOT -- NEVER, EVER! --
put butter on a burn. You'd be
COOKING your skin!

Douse as much cold water as
possible on the burnt area of
the body. This cooling will not
only reduce the pain but also
greatly decrease the amount
of heat in the deeper parts of
the body and therefore reduce
tissue destruction and
swelling. If water is not
available, any cold, harmless
liquid will be fine-milk, soda,
beer.

Cheek by clicking on my name
a very useful site regarding
burns...

Your nurse for the day!

Posted by François @ 09/06/2003 07:12 PM PST

Then I had better sue the hospital where I got my training.

Posted by Zina @ 09/06/2003 07:16 PM PST

Craig - I hope you did NOT take an old broom into your new apt. You must buy a new broom and a box of salt - otherwise you will not live there a year....

Posted by Jrand53 @ 09/06/2003 07:17 PM PST

François' post puts me in mind of the George Hamilton commercial for some toasted crackers.

For anyone not familiar with George Hamilton, he's a former actor who is more famous for his dark suntan than for anything else he's done (except for his role in "Love At First Bite," perhaps).

At any rate, as Hamilton claims "I know toasted," I get a gag reflex going -- NO WAY will I eat any of those toast crackers because they make me think of roasted skin now.

Thanks, George!

Posted by Ron Pulliam @ 09/06/2003 07:18 PM PST

Yes, Francois, you are correct - DO NOT PUT BUTTER OR MARGARINE on burned skin, unless it is a turkey in the oven.

Posted by Ex-nurse Zina Bethune @ 09/06/2003 07:18 PM PST

Zina? Not Zina Bethune, star of "The Nurses"?????

(Which, of course, I realize is hardly possible, but....)

Posted by Ron Pulliam @ 09/06/2003 07:19 PM PST

Yes, Ron, I know - but it seemed funny as I was typing it.

Posted by Jrand53 @ 09/06/2003 07:19 PM PST

Yes, Zina, do sue this
hospital...

... it's VERY trendy these days,
and you may get some money
in the process.

That'll help to put "some butter
in your spinach" as we say in
French!

;- )

Posted by François @ 09/06/2003 07:21 PM PST

And don't get me started on the "Seinfeld" episode in which Kramer gets carried away tanning with butter, and buttering himself in a hot tub...and everyone smelling him thinking he smells like roasting meat.

Aughghghghghghghghgh!

Posted by Ron Pulliam @ 09/06/2003 07:21 PM PST

I think I'm going to go find a salad for dinner.

Posted by Ron Pulliam @ 09/06/2003 07:22 PM PST

CAREFUL, Ron, with the
question marks!

Mr Pogue won't approve!

Posted by François @ 09/06/2003 07:24 PM PST

Found on this site
http://familydoctor.org/handout
s/638.html
is the following advice:

"It is not good to put butter, oil,
ice or ice water on burns. This
might cause more damage to
the skin."

Posted by François @ 09/06/2003 07:33 PM PST

François, are you bored?

My house smells SO good right now, just thought I'd let you know. It's a mixture of fresh air, homemade bread, and a spicy apple scented candle. I could fall asleep right now.

I feel like dancing. What should I dance?

Can you tell that *I* myself am bored?

Posted by Sarah @ 09/06/2003 07:36 PM PST

Me, bored?

Oh no!

It's 4:45 am here, and there
are unconsiderate jerks
outside talking their head off ...
and i'm worrying about "my"
hotel guests and their sleep...

and I'm concerned about the
things to do or not in case of...
burns.

You should dance the polka to
the tune of "Papa, Won't You
Dance With Me? sung by lovely
Nanette Fabray....in HIGH
BUTTON SHOES.

Now, don't burn yourself with
the scented candle, you hear?

Posted by François @ 09/06/2003 07:51 PM PST

Oh, 71 posts right now!

The trombones are not far
behind!

Well, Sarah, let make that a
MARCH!

Posted by François @ 09/06/2003 07:55 PM PST

Sarah, would you Carioca with
me?

Posted by Fred @ 09/06/2003 07:57 PM PST

I'd Rather Charleston!

Posted by Adele @ 09/06/2003 07:58 PM PST

Well, then,

Won't You Charleston With
Me?

Posted by Tommy Tune @ 09/06/2003 08:00 PM PST

Dancing In The Dark....

Posted by Cyd Charisse @ 09/06/2003 08:01 PM PST

Gotta Dance!

Posted by Gene @ 09/06/2003 08:02 PM PST

Shall We Dance?

Posted by Yul @ 09/06/2003 08:03 PM PST

We Could Have Danced All
Night!

Posted by Julie and Audrey and Marnie... and @ 09/06/2003 08:04 PM PST

It Only Happens When I Dance
With You

Posted by Ann @ 09/06/2003 08:04 PM PST

Just Face The Music And...
Dance!

Posted by Ginger @ 09/06/2003 08:05 PM PST

I Won't Dance, (Merci
Beaucoup)

Posted by Marge @ 09/06/2003 08:07 PM PST

Thank you for the Annette reference François.
Am I too late Jason.Everything Peggy Lee sings! Hope you have "Pieces Of Dreams" (Little Boy Lost), but that's not all there is.
You might also include "This Is A Very Special Day" and of course "Baubles Bangles & Beads" if you feel like dressing up.

Posted by Tom from Oz @ 09/06/2003 08:07 PM PST

Coconuts

Posted by Rona @ 09/06/2003 08:12 PM PST

Who said,

Dance Annette?

Posted by Annette @ 09/06/2003 08:14 PM PST

Bananas!

Posted by Josephine Baker @ 09/06/2003 08:15 PM PST

I appreciate all the conflicting medical advice. Fortunately I have had EMT - First Responder training in my sordid past (or perhaps that was my sorted past if I was a mailman)..

I assure everyone here at HHW that my hand is doing just find and just has a few red splotches that will go away. Had I not had ice on it last night, I would surely have passed out from the pain. I wish that on no one. (ok.. maybe SOMEONE..) lol

Onto some good (fun) news.. Tomorrow I will be enjoying Broadway on Broadway from the press section. This pleases me because I wouldn't be going if I had to wade (or even steve) through the 50,000 people expected. No, I shall sit my ass (which doesn't get kissed like Bruce's) down on one of the risers...

Then I shall return home and do a spot of painting...

Oh.. Sarah - I had ice cream you would probably like this evening - it's called "Dreamery: Coney Island Waffle Cone" and it is chocolate covered ice cream cone pieces in vanilla ice cream with caramel swirls....!!

Posted by Craig @ 09/06/2003 08:21 PM PST

And every other fruit. (Nothing personal!)

Posted by C Miranda @ 09/06/2003 08:24 PM PST

Vanilla Ice Cream!

Posted by Barbra @ 09/06/2003 08:25 PM PST

Tutti Frutti Hat Lady?

Posted by Mickey R. @ 09/06/2003 08:26 PM PST

Conga!

Posted by Roselyn @ 09/06/2003 08:27 PM PST

& even FIGS. This is after all a fig friendly site.

Posted by Tom from Oz @ 09/06/2003 08:28 PM PST

Let's Twist again (like we did last summer).

Posted by Chubby @ 09/06/2003 08:30 PM PST

Chubby, teach me to twist.

Posted by B Rydell @ 09/06/2003 08:31 PM PST

Just got back from hanging out with some friends at a church festival where we gorged ourself on the Korean food Bul Gol Gi and funnel cakes. It was actually fun....there was live music and activities like sand bears. There were little plastic containers shaped like bears and we filled them with colored sand. Mine looks like some drug-addled hippie made it, but it's kinda cute.

Craig--Sorry to hear about your kitchen mishap! As I learned in my NYC days, the microwave is your friend ;)

Posted by Maya @ 09/06/2003 08:31 PM PST

Po... Po!!!

Posted by TELEChubby @ 09/06/2003 08:31 PM PST

Craig, have I mentioned I LOVE you, and you have a car and you only live 9 hours away? You could be here in time to wake me up in the morning with it! :)

BTW, how exactly did you know I would like that ice cream?

I've decided to do the Charleston as my dance of the evening, and teach Maya how, as she doesn't have any coordination at the moment.

I STILL have "Chinese Food In Bed" stuck in my head...

Posted by Sarah @ 09/06/2003 08:31 PM PST

Oh Happy Day (Edwin Hawkins Singers!) a BEAR reference. (that was just for any figs who may be out there).

Posted by Tom from Oz @ 09/06/2003 08:33 PM PST

Better to have it stuck in your head then stuck in your bed.

Sarah - sadly, my car is in Florida where it is waiting for me to fly down to sell it..

As for how I knew you'd like that ice cream... I just knew, plain and true.

I like the charleston - I also like the charleston chew!

Sheldon Harnick wrote a wonderful song about the Charleston for his "It's a Wonderful Life" musical...

Posted by Craig @ 09/06/2003 08:37 PM PST

ok.. I am content in helping someone else score the 100th post.. who is it going to be?

Posted by Craig @ 09/06/2003 08:38 PM PST

ME, of course! :)

Posted by Sarah @ 09/06/2003 08:39 PM PST

Doing the "happy me 100th post dance"

Posted by Craig and Sarah @ 09/06/2003 08:41 PM PST

It must be Saturday (or this is Belgium) as TCB is missing. td can you send your "friend" to Washington?

Posted by Tom from Oz @ 09/06/2003 08:43 PM PST

May I cut in? ;)

Posted by Maya @ 09/06/2003 08:43 PM PST

Change Partners.

Posted by P Page @ 09/06/2003 08:45 PM PST

*Sulks away to the punch bowl*

:)

Posted by Sarah @ 09/06/2003 08:47 PM PST

But Sarah, dear, I wanted to dance with YOU! ;)

Posted by Maya @ 09/06/2003 08:48 PM PST

No one may cut in until the dance is over.. I'm a one man, one woman dancing kinda guy.. But my dance card isn't full yet..

and I don't even cost 10 cents a dance!

Posted by Craig @ 09/06/2003 08:49 PM PST

We always knew you were
cheap, Craig!

;- )

Posted by François @ 09/06/2003 09:02 PM PST

François--Voulez vous danser avec moi?

And then I'd love to give resident taxi dancer Craig a twirl!

Posted by Maya @ 09/06/2003 09:12 PM PST

Ok.. I am NOT cheap.. I am inexpensive.. there IS a difference..

Just got off the phone with Bruce - some exciting things lie ahead...

And to cap it all off, he called me "hunny" towards the tail end of the conversation...

(Oh Bruce, you KNEW I was going to post that bit.. I even told you!)

Posted by Craig @ 09/06/2003 09:35 PM PST

Whatever you do, for God's sake - keep breathing!

Posted by Dolly Levi @ 09/06/2003 09:37 PM PST

Hunny?

Hunny Soit Qui Mal Y Pense?

Posted by Winnie the Pooh @ 09/06/2003 09:51 PM PST

Dansons, Joue Contre Joue,
Maya!

Posted by Charles Aznavour @ 09/06/2003 09:52 PM PST

"excting things lie ahead"...
"towards the tail end "...

Posted by Confused @ 09/06/2003 09:54 PM PST

Tail? Tail?

Someone's found my tail?

Posted by Eyeore @ 09/06/2003 09:57 PM PST

Tail? Tail?

Someone's found my tail?

Posted by Eyeore @ 09/06/2003 09:58 PM PST

Good grief!

Posted by Charlie Brown @ 09/06/2003 09:58 PM PST

Ron,

How's that pork chop?

Posted by Piglet @ 09/06/2003 10:09 PM PST

OK...working on a new CD now. Nancy Lamott songs. Any suggestions? I know its late, but I could use whatever help is out there. :-)

Posted by Jason @ 09/06/2003 10:22 PM PST

Piglet: How on earth did you know I cooked a pork chop for dinner? I used a Thai peanut coating. I also had baby spinach and fried summer squash.

François" What question marks?????????????????? I didn't use no stinkin' question marks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Eyeore: Do you mean E-y-o-r-e-? "Eyeore" (sic) is just "eyesore" without an "s."

Sarah: I think you should dance the Dance of the Swishy Veils!

In the What I Really Want To Know Department: Who the hell has Arnold Schwarzenneger been using to dub his movie dialogue? He's quite obviously doing his own talking in his gubernatorial TV ads...and he's outrageously Tuetonic...."Ve've gut to sind uh stetmunt to Sucruhmendo.."

And that statement would be: LEARN TO SPEAK ENGLISH BEFORE RUNNING FOR PUBLIC OFFICE!

Posted by Ron Pulliam @ 09/06/2003 10:30 PM PST

T-e-u-t-o-n-i-c -- yes, I can spell it correctly.

Isn't there a song: "I've Got A Lovely Pair of Coconuts"?

Or have I confused that with something else?

Posted by Ron Pulliam @ 09/06/2003 10:32 PM PST

In case anybody noticed my silence -- I've readin' posts, but not writin' 'em-- I've been might busy (I think a Dale Evans dybbuk has entered m' body...) and am about to get busier by going out of town for eleven days. I have to get up in two and a half hours to catch a plane -- so WHY am not in bed??? Anyway, I probably won't be making any guest appearances on the best site on the Internet for a couple of weeks. Try not to say anything too interesting while I'm gone, okay?

Posted by Panni @ 09/06/2003 10:45 PM PST

Sarah, you won't hear any "respect your mother" talk from ME.

Holy moley on rye, look at this delightful number of posts. I feel fairly secure in saying that soon we will be the most popular site on all the Internet.

I'm sure the chat will be going on by the time Swishy returns.

Ron - Colonel Blimp is LONG, so it's taken me awhile. I'll write about it on Monday.

Posted by bk @ 09/06/2003 10:56 PM PST

A Hale and Harty (that's Alan and Matt) good evening to all,

and especially to our own Hunny BK....I could just KISS YOUR ASS !

My favorite 40s Ballad -- "I'll Be Seeing You" but it has to include the beautiful verse. Up-tempo -- "Boogie-Woogie Bugle Boy". I think I was Patti or LaVerne in another life!

'night all! MWAHHH!

Posted by MusicGuy @ 09/06/2003 11:01 PM PST

The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp is indeed long, running 163 minutes. (That's 1141 minutes in dog-time, if you're interested.)

Posted by S. Woody White @ 09/06/2003 11:18 PM PST

Francois, I've no problem with question marks when they are used as question marks; it's only troubling when they are used as apostrophes.

Posted by Charles Pogue @ 09/06/2003 11:34 PM PST

I have been errant and truant all day. I ushered for a show downtown, had to go to my sister's for a while and then when I got home, even though I read all the posts, I actually forgot to post myself! Anyway, here's my post on the topic of the day:

I like big band music. For several years, I was in a series of original musicals (written locally by a semi-professional theater group) that was set in the fictitious Stardust Ballroom in New York City during the 1940s. There was big band and swing music galore. As far as individual big band pieces that I like, "Sing Sing Sing" is at the top.

I also love (don't hate me) songs in the "big band style" that Linda Eder has recorded (Frank Wildhorn wrote most of them). Jason putting together his own Nancy LaMott compilation CD reminded me that I put together my own Linda Eder CD and called it "Linda Eder: The Big Band Years." I even included the two swing Christmas medleys that she recorded on her Christmas CD and "The Man That Got Away" from her live video (from PBS). It's just a lot of fun.

Posted by George @ 09/07/2003 12:37 AM PST

Playbill.com posted an article on the "Jeepers Creepers" CD! (Click on my name for the link.) Okay, I had actually read it earlier, but didn't pay as close attention as I should have. Anyway, carefully read the last two sentences of the second paragraph!! (I won't specifically say what it says since Bruce has not yet formally announced it here, but Playbill.com mentioned it in their article, so the cat's out of the bag.)

Posted by George @ 09/07/2003 01:24 AM PST

How come no one's mentioned this WWII favorite yet?!

"I’m a Cranky Old Yank in a Clanky Old Tank on the Streets of Yokohama with my Honolulu Mama Doin’ Those Beat-o, Beat-o Flat-On-My-Seat-o, Hirohito Blues," written by Hoagy Carmichael in 1943. He later claimed the song title ended with "Yank" and the rest was a joke. But the joke version handily beats the Lerner/Lane "How Could You Believe Me When I Said I Love You When You Know I've Been a Liar All My Life?" for longest song title ever. (Are there other nominees?)

I've never actually heard the song. I'm just claiming I like it to be obnoxious.

My real favorite is "Goodbye Mama, I'm Off to Yokohama."

BK, you should do a compilation album of songs with both "Yokohama" and "Mama" in the title. You could fill out the running time with songs about Hirohito.

How 'bout it?

Posted by Sigerson Holmes @ 09/07/2003 03:44 AM PST

Well, here I am, up with the roosters, and I suppose I should report on Friday's Unpleasant Business for Joe and me.

As expected, another delay. The newly-assigned ADA on the case, the third one, called our attorney on Thursday asking if we were ready to go to trial--but not committing herself.

Bright and early Friday morning the judge was informed that she had a "family emergency involving illness" and couldn't go to trial next week.

Well, I've been a teacher long enough to know that grandmothers die most frequently at the beginning of finals week. And especially grandmothers of students who are not prepared for the final are at great risk. I'm surprised hospitals haven't noticed this.

The upshot is that we will go through the same mind-numbing procedure on the 3rd of August. The Never-Ending Story.

Posted by William F. Orr @ 09/07/2003 03:48 AM PST

er.. make that the third of October.

And you can KISS MY ASS, HUNNY!

Posted by William F. Orr @ 09/07/2003 03:55 AM PST

I didn't post yesterday because i was so busy pl ying 40's music at work. I decided it was 1940's day. We had a new girl start at the store who;s 20 years old. I told her she would be in for a musical education-- between my Doris Day Day, My Christmas Day, My Guy Haines Day, etc. etc. We'll see if she comes back today.

Posted by Kerry @ 09/07/2003 08:18 AM PST

I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT GEORGE IS REFERRING TO!!!!!!!

Info, anyone?

Posted by Jennifer @ 09/07/2003 08:22 AM PST

Just found this site-am looking
for a cd of Giselle Mackenzie-one of the tracks she sings"These
foolish things" the cd titled "Giselle Mackenzie"seems to be unavailable here in England
I am going to try and download the wav file offered by a contributer on here- keep up the good work- Lee.

Posted by Leon @ 09/29/2003 08:40 AM PST