August 18th

Not a very sluttish day I'm afraid. Only had sex twice and there was no one else in the room each time.

I woke up this afternoon just in time to watch my beloved Seattle Mariners continue their slide into malaise. After that downer I went back to that new grocery store I'd bumped into last night and stocked up for the week, and then hit Blockbuster.

I experimented tonight, making Shepherd's Pie for the first time. Chopped up a bunch of stuff, mixed it with ground beef, wrapped it in lotsa tin foil and slow cooked it directly on the briquet coals in the Weber. It didn't come out perfect, but close enough to encourage me to try it again in a while.

Rather than go to the Hot Spot party at the Wet Spot [www.wetspot.org] [which I now hear was an absolutely fantastic party] I decided to stay home and do some work online. Half a dozen websites reviewed.

Tonight I opted for a cross section of the classics while I was working. First of all was Cat Ballou, which I gotta admit I dozed through parts of it, and really only wanted to see the drunk horse lean against the wall. Jane Fonda is still pretty much on my shit list.

Next up - Guys and Dolls. I finally found out why I hadn't been able to find a WAV file of Frank Sinatra doing Luck Be A Lady Tonight a while back when I spent hours searching for it. It hadn't been a Nathan Detroit song; Brando sang it. When I was a kid growing up Marlon Brando was the archetype of hunkdom. These days there is an entire generation or more that thinks only of Brando as the bloated Dr Moreau or similar. If they have a memory for the classics, they may go back to Don Vito Corleone. In Guys and Dolls you see the man in his prime, the man who a couple of years before had been Stanley yelling "Stella!". Even if people don't see Guys and Dolls for him, Stubby Kaye is worth the price of admit. [Stubby Kaye, coincidentally, was teamed up with Nat King Cole in Cat Ballou, my first film of the evening.]

Third up was the cult classic Buckaroo Banzai [The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai Across the 8th Dimension]. Gads - it had been years since I saw it last. This thing is like a treasure trove of character actors, my favorite type of actor. Read down the cast list - Dan Hedaya, Jeff Goldblum, Christopher Lloyd, Clancy Brown, John Ashton, Vincent Schiavelli, Robert Ito, Rosalind Cash, Jonathan Banks, even Yakov Smirnoff. Not the most linear movie ever made, but one of the most fun. [For those who haven't seen it, I quote this plot summary from IMDb: "Buckaroo Banzai is a rock-star/brain-surgeon/comic-book-hero/samurai/etc who along with his group, the Hong Kong Cavaliers, must stop evil creatures from the 8th dimension (all named John) who are trying to conquer our dimension. He is helped by Penny Priddy, who is a dead ringer for his ex-wife, and some good extra-dimensional beings who look and talk like they are from Jamaica." See what I mean?]

I'd picked up four contrasting classics tonite, and one is left over for tomorrow - Bridge Over The River Kwai. I can hear the whistling already.

I might as well confess here while I'm at it that I am an incorrigible multi-tasker. While reviewing websites and exchanging ICQ notes with friends and lovers and keeping email up to date and cooking dinner and watching movies I also tend to keep an extra window open to either IE or Netscape. Watching the movie out of one eye with the other eye I'm going first to the Internet Movie Database [www.imdb.com] and finding out who that obscure actor who died in the first scene is, and what other movies the female lead has done and what the original reviewers had to say about the film and so on and so on. It helps keep a couple more channels of my brain occupied.

All in all, a pretty ordinary day, but still good.

It's good to live in a time and place where life is this good.

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