Tuesday, March 8, 2022

Dress to kill

One of the perks of being a member of Mystery Writers of America is the invitation to the Edgar Awards, which the organization presents annually in New York City. I've yet to attend for a number of reasons, but I always get a kick out of the dress code.


The good news is that as a member, even if I don't attend they'll send me a copy of the program. 
 
Will I ever make it to the Edgars? Never say nevermore!

Sunday, March 6, 2022

How about never

For some reason, this showed up in my email today:
 
 
There's so much to unpack here, but let's get this one out of the way right off the bat. I once opened or clicked on an email from them (which I would not have requested in the first place, so they bought it off a mailing list) and that alone puts me on your mailing list? And how do they even know if something in my email was clicked on and/or opened? Yeah, that's not creepy at all.

Moving on:

 
Yes, I previously supported your party. I think it was back in the day when I voted for Bill Clinton because I totally fell for the whole "out with the corrupt old boys club and in with the new, forward thinking fresh blood" bit. Fool me once...
 
 
Thanks for the nightmare fuel!
 
 
You wish someone like me represented the heart of your party. Instead, you're represented by the likes of Nancy Pelosi and other corrupt pols who get rich off their connections while the rest of us are agonizing over record inflation (yeah, I just love watching my investments, which had been doing so well the past few years including a record high, plummeting by the day) and skyrocketing gas prices. 
 
Yesterday evening near my home. Where does this end?

Not to mention all the talk of World War III going on. Bang up job, guys.
 
And as for the actual heart of your party, it is pitch black and rotten to the core, populated by corrupt so-called leaders who don't give a crap about the American public. You are the reason people hate and distrust politicians of both parties. Oh, and once again, I didn't join your mailing list, so stop inferring that I welcome your intrusion into my personal email. How often do I want updates? How about never.

Years ago at one of my jobs I spent some time assisting our Marketing Manager. At one point we met with people from a company that sells mailing lists and it was seriously disturbing how much information they are able to not only accumulate about the public without their knowledge, but also how eager they are to sell off this information. Totally intrusive, kind of like getting an unsolicited email that takes the approach that I requested it when we both know I didn't.


I'm out.

Oh, and Jessica? I marked your email as spam in the hopes that next time Yahoo doesn't put it in my inbox. That's my preference for interacting with you.

Thursday, March 3, 2022

Great news!

The official announcement hasn't been made yet so no details right now, but this morning I learned that I will have another publication to add to the four on the right sidebar. There's so much to be happy about with this one that I will go into once the announcement has been made, but I can tell you it was much needed and appreciated good news! YAY!!!


Wednesday, March 2, 2022

Four years

Four years ago this evening my Mom passed away in her sleep. The time has gone by so fast. My Dad will be eleven years in May. It doesn't feel anywhere near that long. So bizarre.

When I think about all my dead relatives, it isn't any one person I miss in particular, it's everyone. It's the whole family. Most of my family was pretty young when I was born (Dad 21, Mom 19-1/2) so with the exception of my Grandfather, who was diagnosed with emphysema the year before I was born and died when I was twelve, so I was fortunate that they were all around for most of my life, including adulthood. And I really miss having everyone around. I'd love to go back to those days.











Monday, February 28, 2022

February Words of Wisdom

His sense of service, intellectual curiosity, and capacity to squeeze fun out of any situation, were all irrepressible. That mischievous, inquiring twinkle was as bright at the end as when I first set eyes on him. --Queen Elizabeth II, speaking of her late husband Prince Phillip (I just thought it was such a lovely thing for her to say, and such a lovely thing for a person to have said about him.)
 
How much longer are you going to wait to demand the best for yourself? --Epictetus
 
Every act of beauty is a revolt against the modern world. --Caspar David Friedrich
 
Motivation is what gets you started. Habit is what keeps you going. --Jim Ryun 
 
Of this be sure: You do not find the happy life; you make it. --Thomas S. Monson

If you tell the truth, it becomes a part of your past. If you lie, it becomes a part of your future. --Unknown
 
When values are clear, decisions are easy. --John Spence 
 
Virtue liberates; vice enslaves. --Anthony Esolen
 
The blood of the heroes is closer to God than the ink of the philosophers and the prayers of the faithful. --Julius Evola 

Mystery is an intellectual process. But suspense is essentially an emotional process. --Alfred Hitchcock

What you get by achieving your goals is not as important as what you become by achieving your goals. --Henry David Thoreau

Tuesday, February 22, 2022

You Know Who strikes again, eh?

The Babylon Bee takes on the POS ruining our wonderful neighbors to the north.


Sunday, February 20, 2022

Recent reading: "The Big Goodbye: Chinatown and the Last Years of Hollywood"

The Big Goodbye: Chinatown and the Last Years of Hollywood by Sam Wasson

The Big Goodbye looks at the struggle to create the classic film Chinatown by focusing on the four men responsible for bringing it to the big screen: screenwriter Robert Towne, producer Robert Evans, director Roman Polanski, and star Jack Nicholson.

The Hollywood that this quartet had fallen in love with and thrived in was coming to an end. One year to the day after Chinatown's release, Jaws hit the theaters and not only did Hollywood change the way they viewed successful films, but also how to make and market these films. Marketing departments and the Don Simpsons of the world were about to take over, replacing film-loving movie makers and the studios that had supported them with high-concept, often-lowbrow movies and summer blockbusters. 

After the triumph of Chinatown, Evans became a dinosaur, infamously dethroned at Paramount. Towne started using cocaine and went off the rails personally, and Polanski was infamously convicted of raping a thirteen year old girl and skipped town for exile in Europe. Nicholson would confirm his status as a great star with his next film One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, which earned him his first Oscar win (on his fifth nomination, the fourth being for Chinatown) and never looked back.

Wasson begins at the beginning, introducing the quartet by going back to their childhoods and giving the reader a look into what drove them personally and professionally. And of course, there is the inescapable and horrific story of the Manson murders, in which Polanski's wife Sharon Tate, their unborn son, and several others were brutally slaughtered, and its aftermath. 

A terrific book, especially if you're a fan of Hollywood and film history as I am.

The phone rang in the cutting room, and Lambro picked it up.

It was a girl's voice.

"You have the wrong extension," Lambro told her. "There's no Paul here."

"That's for me," Polanski said, reaching for the phone.

Lambro had earlier browsed an adult newspaper left in the cutting room, glancing at a personal ad, circled, fifteen-year-old girl, "confidential, likes relationships with European man in forties."

Note: Lambro is composer Phillip Lambro, who wrote the first score for Chinatown that was eventually jettisoned in favor of the Jerry Goldsmith score used in the final cut. Paul was the name Polanski and Tate intended to give to their unborn son.

Wednesday, February 16, 2022

40+ years after its comic strip debut, Bloom County gets the animated series treatment


I was a huge fan of Bloom County in the 1980's and had a bunch of the books, and now word comes that an animated series is in the works. If you're unfamiliar with Bloom County and its offbeat creator Berkeley Breathed, let Wikipedia explain it for you:

Bloom County is an American comic strip by Berkeley Breathed which originally ran from December 8, 1980, until August 6, 1989. It examined events in politics and culture through the viewpoint of a fanciful small town in Middle America, where children often have adult personalities and vocabularies and where animals can talk.

On July 12, 2015, Breathed started drawing Bloom County again. The first revived strip was pubished via Facebook on July 13, 2015.

Bloom County was so firmly rooted in the eighties it's hard to imagine it finally getting to TV forty years later. I scrolled through a few of the current Facebook comics and couldn't really get a feel for its updated sensibilities. It will be interesting to see how the animated series handles the 2020's. Will it be sharp, smart satire? Uber-woke? It's hard to say. Breathed won a Pulitzer for Bloom County back in the 80's, so he's no lightweight in the writing department. I guess time will tell, but I'd watch the hell out of a non-PC Bloom County.

Monday, February 14, 2022

From me to you...


💕💕💕Happy Day Before See's Candies Big Sale Day everyone!💕💕💕

Sunday, February 13, 2022

Nailed it

It's been a while since I began a post with the words, "The Babylon Bee strikes again," but well, The Babylon Bee strikes again.


Because, yeah.

Wednesday, February 2, 2022

Great news - Kids in the Hall documentary on the way

Amazon Prime has nabbed the documentary The Kids in the Hall: Comedy Punks, a documentary that I had no idea was being done. GREAT news, but how is this the first I've heard of it?

No word on when the doc will hit the airwaves, but Amazon will also be airing the Kids' new series, an eight episode sketch comedy show that's been a long time coming. According to the Hollywood Reporter article, that show will debut "later this year". 
 
So much Kids! Such wonderful news! Makes ya wanna break out in song!