Lots of people at the Expo. L---y rode her bike on the trainer all day again and totalled up about 65 miles. I think we may have convinced four or five people to ride and several others took flyers for friends or relatives who might be interested.
Didn’t get to see much of the show itself. They seemed a little shorthanded and I ended up working all day instead of only the morning, so I didn’t get to check out much of the floor. Seemed to have pretty much the same stuff as last year, though, from what I saw. I did get one bit of swag, though. a red lexan bottle with advertising Procrit (i.e. EPO).
The guy in the next booth over raises money by taking pledges in his goal to climb the 48 highest peaks in New Hampshire. L---y says he has a very nice ass. I had to agree. This is the third year he's been there, each time talking about his "fiance". We both decided it was time for him to move towards closure.
L---y and I were talking throughout the day, what with her sitting there pedaling away and the crowds ebbing and flowing as they do, It turns out she is three months older than I am. I told her she was remarkably well preserved. Her oldest daughter is 27. Ugh.
Spent all day Sunday on the sofa.
An on Sunday, on every channel was that St. Pat's Day Breakfast thing from Southie. I heard it was broadcast nationally this year. Ugh. A bunch of politicians trying to be funny and making "jokes" about running off with the public purse. OTOH, it's the only day of the year you can really tell someone you hate their guts and pass it off as a joke, so I suppose there's some redeeming quality in that.
There was another shooting down the street this morning.
Finished my taxes this morning. A week or two and I should have enough of a refund to fill up my IRA for th year.
Parental dilema redux: Finally got the parental units to speak up about what they want for their 50th wedding anniversary. It looks like a trip to San Fransisco is in the works. That's good. It will be easy enough to arrange. They don't have a lot of stamina, so while some walking is okay, it would be best to keep it to a minimum. SF is a very walking city, though, and they're not used to hills. One day will probably be a bus tour of the wine country is probably a must, even though they don't have any interest in the wine itself. Other than that, I'm open to suggestions for accomodations. A stylish B&B would be best, I think. They enjoy those rather than some non-descript hotel.
Dr. Lao brings his circus into a small wild western town where the exhbits give the residents a glimpse of themselves. Tony Randall plays six roles in the film in addition to Dr. Lao. There's a love story between widow Angela Benedict (Barbara Eden) and Ed Cunningham (John Ericson) the local newspaperman. There's the evil guy, Clint Stark (Arthur O'Connel), who, knowing a railroad is coming through town, is trying to buy out the residents. Lao, as the all-knowing, all-seeing, maginc conjourer comes to town to make things right and ensure that everyone lives happily ever after, which, of course, they do.
I had hopes for this as it was done by George Pal who also did the excellent The Time Machine, the not-excellent-but-still-good War of the Worlds, and the pretty good When Worlds Collide. But this just falls flat. I can't see Tony Randall as anything but Tony Randall and no amount of makeup can make him appear as anyone other than Tony Randall. The story was weak, full of every cliche western character out there, including the kid that can't act his way out of a wet paper bag.
During most of the film, I was half expecting Gene Wilder to come riding in from the distance. But some of the individual scenes had some merit, especially the Barbara Eden-Pan scene, but otherwise this is definitely a pass.
would not watch again.
Gave my dog a bone today, left over from dinner with The Arborist. It's the first one he's had in a long time. He's been working on it for most of the day, except when he gets up to get a drink. Just now he came back into the room to cuddle up with the bone for a nap.
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