Movie afternoon at the Giant

Well, not exactly. As Saul said, we offer such great programs and no one comes!

But Les Trois had a great time.

Jen came all the way from Levittown and bot these great platters at the Giant. I gobbled down the celery sticks, which actually quenched my thirst, and then I had a few broccoli stalks.

We began watching the former NBC-TV series Life. I'd never heard of it either but someone said to me, If you like Damian Lewis in Homeland, you'll love this series.

It was quite graphic and violent - exactly what you'd expect in an American TV series - so Saul went to his car to get Death at a Funeral.



This hilarious black comedy featured a brilliant cast of Britons, tho it was produced by American film-maker and philanthropist Sidney Kimmel, b. in 1929, who made a fortune here in Philadelphia, where he owned the apparel company Jones of NY.

Hmm, perhaps I'll buy something online so I can look like this!

Kimmel gave $25 million to the American Jewish Museum here in Philly.There's a bust of El Cid in the lobby. Here's my post.

Yes, I try to capture everything in this short life of ours. Well, at least we're not mosquitos. Splat!

Jen thought the film was hilarious and probly did more laffing than I do in a year.

Why aren't you laffing, she asked me.

I am, I said. I'm just not guffawing.

There were indeed absolutely hilarious moments.

Here's poor Peter who someone fed a Valium. Except it was really a hallucinogetic drug which also contained Ketamine, which allegedly helps stop depression instantaneously. I don't know one person who it helped.

The acting was terrific. Saul turned on subtitles - in English, thank goodness - to make it easier to comprehend.

My favorite actor was this fellow, named Peter Dinklage, who I remembered from the outstanding film Station Agent.

We're always happy when we make the cover of Rolling Stone. I made the cover of the Compass one year. Can you believe they put me on the cover?

Peter Dinklage, whose name I'll instantly forget, was born with achondroplasia, a common cause of dwarfism.

Currently I'm listening to the audio book Mrs Tom Thumb

She was a real personage whose story was novelized by Melanie Benjamin. I only listen to it when I'm cooking in the kitchen. When I'm in the car I listen to the Best Mystery Stories of 2002.

Lavinia Warren (1841 – November 25, 1919) was an American proportionate dwarf and the wife of General Tom Thumb.

 Nice to have lotsa room and elevate your feet. Baby, it was cold outside.

Saul, a dentist, really enjoyed himself.

In the film, a doctor was constantly asked questions about someone's physical problem. They do dat to Saul also. I remember way long ago I went to a family reunion in Weirton, WVa, and one of my cousins was an internist. I racked my brain to ask him a really stupid question.

Earlier, I said to Jennifer when we were noshing on the h'ors d'oeuvres, My nose always runs when I eat.
Mine, too, she said.

Nose-runners love company so I was glad to hear that. Saul said you're probly allergic to something. What? Celery? Every single time I eat it runs. Am I allergic to everything? I'm seeing my new doc this week and hopefully I'll remember to ask him.

I think I use the word "hopefully" more than any other word.



My dentists are the middle guy, who I call "the aging pompous master" and his son, Joe Venneri.

I asked Saul if he knew him and he said Yes.

We're doing all this talking doing the movie, mind you.

I said What I like about the Venneris - and I've had em all - is they keep talking throughout the dental procedure. Very important to distract you. I can't stand novocaine so I don't have it for cavities.

Saul says he and his assistant,



are quite the comedy team, he told me. That makes for a good dentist!

After we checked out, I shopped for two nec'y items in the mob house that was Giant on Superbowl Sunday. As I walked down the long aisles, I said to myself says I, You must never go down to the end of town.... oh, sorry, that's from an AA Milne poem, "Dyou really need these items?"

Yes, I said to the aging pompous Ruth Z Deming. Cheese, yogurt to use as a salad dressing, and something I just found called Wisprid.

You sophisticates out there have undoubtedly used it. I tried it the moment I got home - blood sugar an excellent 99 - and dipped some carrots in it. Very good and not too hot.

Tonite is Pizza Nite for Scott and me. 15 more minutes and he'll call me to say it's ready.

Anyway, I'm waiting in the Self-Check Out - funny if there was a sci-fi movie and it meant... well, use your imagination - and what should I hear but, "Is that my sister?"

Sure enuf, it was Sister Donna, up in my neck of the woods, dunno why. Anyway I handed her a $10 bill as a donation to her buying flowers for our late neighbor in Cleveland Larry Turnock.

He was an amazing self-made man, as people, including my own dear dead dad were, in those days, son of an alcoholic, who rose to the top of the heap. We lived next door to them on Glenmore Road in Shaker Heights. Donna and I drove out there sev'l years ago to reminisce. Did I blog about it? Is it getting lighter now that we've past the meridian or whatever it's called.

Barely an empty spot in the Giant parking lot as I headed toward my car in the way far-off lot.

I allus park so I can get out head-first, like I'm exiting the womb.

Tonite:

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