May 12, 2004:
"AIN'T WE GOT FUN?"
Well, dear readers, here it is, already Wednesday and ainít we got fun? Wednesdays can be ever so much fun and I feel that this particular Wednesday is going to be a ton of fun in every way, shape, and form, not necessarily in that order. For example, today I shall laugh and laugh whenever I see a fellow human being, and I shall say ďAinít we got funĒ to them with a goofy smile. I shall only do fun things on this fun Wednesday, like twirling about the home environment like a will oí the wisp or, at the very least, a fred oí the wisp. Yes, Iíll say it again Ė ainít we got fun?
Last night dear reader Panni was kind enough to invite me to a screening of a new HBO documentary about the Elaine Stritch show At Liberty. I do know thereís a DVD of the entire At Liberty show, so frankly I was a bit confounded by this documentary, which is partly directed by the excellent D.A. Pennebaker. Fully eighty percent of the documentary are things from the actual show. The other twenty percent are backstage moments, rehearsal moments and stuff like that. I guess I wanted more of that kind of thing and less of the big chunks of her show, given that we already have that on DVD. Unlike Mr. Pennebakerís other films, this one seemed to lack structure. Still, itís very entertaining and Miss Stritch is a wonder to behold. The screening took place at the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Science. After the screening, Miss Stritch spoke for a while and then Liz Smith moderated a Q & A session with Miss Stritch, Megan Mullalley, and Anthony Hopkins. A strange panel, but an entertaining one. No one really asked any interesting questions, but Miss Stritch did tell some funny anecdotes, as did Miss Mullalley and Mr. Hopkins. After the screening, there was a big do in the lobby, with tons of strange foodstuffs. Panni and I mingled, and I saw a few people I knew. All in all, it was a fun evening.
Well, why donít we all click on the Unseemly Button below so we can see if we got fun in the next section.
Yep, we got fun all right. If itís fun it must be Wednesday, thatís all Iíve got to say. Let's all whirl around our collective home environments like a will o' the wisp or a tom o' the wisp or a florence o' the wisp. Damn them, damn them all to hell.
Apparently thatís not all Iíve got to say because here I am, writing another fershluganah paragraph. I had a nice note left in my mailbox from Miss Christiane Noll, who apparently is staying mere blocks from my home environment. Sheís in town doing Urinetown, so Iíll be getting together with her very soon for a meal. Isnít that exciting? Isnít that just too too?
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must have accost unsuspecting strangers whilst saying, ďAinít we got fun?Ē I must do errands and attend to important matters, and I must eat various and sundried foodstuffs whilst whirling about like a will oí the wisp and a stan oí the wisp. Todayís topic of discussion: Itís Ask BK Day, the day in which you get to ask me or any other dear reader any old question youíd like. You can even ask any new question you like, thatís how magnanimous weíre feeling today. So, ask away, and really, letís have loads of lovely postings, shall we? We shall.