Teh Squeaky Wheel
Monday, Monday (bah-da bah-da-da-da)It just turns out that way (bah-da bah-da-da-da)Whoa Monday, Monday (bah-da bah-da-da-da)Won’t go away (bah-da bah-da-da-da)
Monday, Monday (bah-da bah-da-da-da)
It just turns out that way (bah-da bah-da-da-da)
Whoa Monday, Monday (bah-da bah-da-da-da)
Won’t go away (bah-da bah-da-da-da)
Haven’t read teh threads for the past several days; hope that all is reasonably well across Teh Nation. (Will try to get caught-up laterz, after dealing with the rather large pile of work-related carp.)
Among other delights, looks like JimCo will be going into forced arbitration with the State Contractors Licensing Board re Hell’s Half-Acre HOA. Which means I’ll probably be going out to L.A. in the relatively near future, something I really would prefer to avoid but cannot.
I can only hope the end results will be far costlier to the “bad actors” there than they are to JimCo.
This recently came my way from an Israeli sketch comedy show; who knew Jooos were funny?
Very funny Israelis, Fatwa. David and I watched it together this morning.
Death to HOA’s! Yelled jihadi style. Maybe that’s where you need to look for an arbitration team. They have an explosive style! They get right down to brass tacks and seem to actually like pressure of many kinds
Happy Monday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa!
Fatwa -- it’s good to see you again. I’m sorry to hear about your forced arbitration. I hope your lawyer is able to give HHA a good beat-down..
Have a stellar day, Paddy’O.
Good morning, Gentlemen.
Just thought I’d let you know that I’m lurking about. I usually don’t say anything when I lurk.
I hope this isn’t too long for a Monday morning. This is my personal “Chick Flick”. I watch it when I want to cry happy & sad tears and get all emotional over a movie. It never gets old.
Good day, Harper!
I’ve always enjoyed Kenneth Branaugh’s adaptations of Shakespeare. I remember seeing this one in the theater when it came out. An excellent film.
Did you see his production of As You Like It? Thoroughly delightful.
Funny memory attatched to that…when The Child was eight years old we read that play together (with proper skimming over a few lascivious comedy moments by mom and dad) and then took her to the promised and long awaited matinee. There were only about ten people waiting to see it at that hour — everything was perfect — with the custom so scarce I could even talk to her during the film without bothering anyone else!
When we got up to the window they didn’t want to let me take her in to see it. Because, they said…and this is a real quote..”it’s Shakespeare!! Shakespeare isn’t for children! Having her there will make the other patrons uncomfortable.” I kid you not!! I pulled a Karen and sweetly asked for the ticket seller’s manager and he told me that Shakespeare was not appropriate viewing for children.
I, who, when finding myself dealing with unexpected madness feel the need to know the exact parameters of the situation, asked what movies she could get into as long as I was with her. I don’t remember what movies they were anymore but I do remember that I was amazed and horrified at some of the fare. I couldn’t believe parents took kids to the movies that were popular then.
So, I said that if they could think about what they’d just told me children were watching, and still object to my movie — which they disapproved of mostly because there’s a scene of both sexes jumping into a big bath and hurrying to wash off and dress for a feast after working in the fields — I’d accept their decision gracefully.
I also told them that The Child had read the play already, which may have made them realise that it was too late to protect her from exposure to SHAKESPEARE!!
Either way, we day was ours. And, contrary to what we were told, no one else seemed uncomfortable watching the movie with her there.
Shakespeare is not for children, evidently.
Booooo, scary Shakespeare is scary.
One of the movies I remember seeing in the theater with my father and older brother was The Vikings. This came out in 1958 so I guess I must have been seven years old. I remember being wide eyed when a hawk tore out Kirk Douglas’s eye and they gave a close up of him holding his hand over his torn up face, with bright colored blood running out between his fingers, or Tony Curtis having his hand chopped off. I don’t recall ever seeing anything as shocking in Shakspeare, though I did find Hamlet’s reference to his mother’s enseamed bed was a bit surprising at the age I first read it. I think young people would be much better exposed to more Shakespeare and less of the trash that is pushed on them these days.
Tacking on to the end here, to keep the thread readable.
Yes, I’ve watched Branagh’s As You Like it and also thoroughly enjoy his Much Ado About Nothing -- a delightful romp!
Loved your story!
I’m glad you enjoyed it., Paddy’O Dear.
My point exactly!
Did you give the manager The Look?
Oh, I do have the mom look in spades. The one that says, “check your premises, you idjet”.
However, I was having some trouble with it because I naturally raise one eyebrow when I do it and my facial conformation at the time just made it confusing to those who didn’t know me. I know it sounds weird but I’ll have to show you. I’ll send you a photo when I get home tonight if I have one scanned. It made my stern looks pretty futile for several years. It was silly.
Good afternoon and happy Monday everybody! I was going to make a snarky remark about the thread pic, but thinking about it I can’t disavow or mock the overall truth of the statement.
If you do have to travel back, Fatwa, to the land of suck, I’ll at least buy a beer.
Miss Harper: I haven’t watched Henry V, but see that it is streaming over Roku, so will watch this week/end.
I hope you enjoy it as much as I do, Sven. Keep a Kleenex box on hand.
For someone whose lurking today I sure do talk a lot.
Not nearly enough by my judgement.
You’re too kind.
I’m here at work with David and he’s telling me about the idea of using cold fusion for powering spacecraft. I don’t know what makes him think he can talk about muons without it leading to kisses. 😉