Good morning, all! I have an appointment with my new doctor, Dr Miller, at 10 am, and that's the best news I have had in several days. I'm hoping she can rethink some of my meds and give me an antibiotic to clear up the swelling in my cheek. Oy! I look like Vincent Price in THE WAX MUSEUM.
So, after the doctor, there will be most likely a trip to my Lincoln Center pharmacy. Susanna Moross Tarjan wants to talk to me about her father's opera SORRY WRONG NUMBER, so I know that after 1 pm I will be talking to her. I also have to stop at the post office to send something to our DR JRand59 to thank him for the St Joseph real estate aid.
TOD: When I feel really lousy and fear my extinction approaching, the least thing I want to think about is a disaster film. I want to go out laughing.
When I was a kid I loved WHEN WORLDS COLLIDE; I read the book and its sequel many times during school, and I have no idea how the film holds up after 50 years of advanced technology. Badly, I'd guess, but I have the memories.
INDEPENDENCE DAY
THE POSEIDON ADVENTURE