Midnight Movies, Jazz Standards, and WIFEY.
The bad news is, '9 to 5' played at the midnight movies in Dallas a couple weeks ago and I MISSED IT. This would have been the perfect kick-off for the 9 to 5 slumber party I've always wanted to host. Even if logic tells me that most Dallas types are too stuffy for such madcap adventures in high fashion, I like to imagine that the audience was a complete sea of really bad 1980s office drag.
But now wait a minute, here's the good news. Next weekend at the midnight cinema, some genius has had the insight to screen 'What Ever Happened to Baby Jane?' -- and I'M NOT GONNA MISS OUT THIS TIME.
Here's some more good news:
I just got this Carol Channing CD on Ebay! I've been looking for it forever, and even though it was released just over ten years ago, it seems almost impossible to find. Maybe it was a limited release, or maybe there's just not a huge market for a whole album of Carol Channing covering jazz standards. Who knows! Anyway, I can't wait to hear her sing "You've Got to See Mamma Ev'ry Night."
The CD booklet is autographed, allegedly, and inscribed to a DJ in St. Louis. I don't see why anyone would lie about something like that and then place the item on Ebay at 99 cents with no reserve, but the unfortunate truth is that while I want to believe Carol Channing held this in her very own hands, most of the autographs sold on Ebay (including this one) are probably fakes.
And now it's time for a peek at Judy Blume's 'Wifey.' To get things rolling, let's take a look inside the book.
Those who remember her young adult classics, peppered with spicy language though they sometimes were, might find this racy, but her writing gets much sexier. I'd scan a page or two of her more prurient material but what do you think this is, a smut ring?!
If I had to summarize the book in five words, those words would be HOUSEWIVES, SWINGERS, DIAPHRAGMS, & THE CLAP.
Here's another glimpse, a retrospective view into the 1960s:
Now that I'm finished with that (and it didn't take long), what should I read next?
But now wait a minute, here's the good news. Next weekend at the midnight cinema, some genius has had the insight to screen 'What Ever Happened to Baby Jane?' -- and I'M NOT GONNA MISS OUT THIS TIME.
Here's some more good news:
I just got this Carol Channing CD on Ebay! I've been looking for it forever, and even though it was released just over ten years ago, it seems almost impossible to find. Maybe it was a limited release, or maybe there's just not a huge market for a whole album of Carol Channing covering jazz standards. Who knows! Anyway, I can't wait to hear her sing "You've Got to See Mamma Ev'ry Night."
The CD booklet is autographed, allegedly, and inscribed to a DJ in St. Louis. I don't see why anyone would lie about something like that and then place the item on Ebay at 99 cents with no reserve, but the unfortunate truth is that while I want to believe Carol Channing held this in her very own hands, most of the autographs sold on Ebay (including this one) are probably fakes.
And now it's time for a peek at Judy Blume's 'Wifey.' To get things rolling, let's take a look inside the book.
Those who remember her young adult classics, peppered with spicy language though they sometimes were, might find this racy, but her writing gets much sexier. I'd scan a page or two of her more prurient material but what do you think this is, a smut ring?!
If I had to summarize the book in five words, those words would be HOUSEWIVES, SWINGERS, DIAPHRAGMS, & THE CLAP.
Here's another glimpse, a retrospective view into the 1960s:
Now that I'm finished with that (and it didn't take long), what should I read next?