Monday, April 2, 2018
Format: TCM on DVR
It's been a long time since I sat and actually watched Breakfast at Tiffany's (1961). Certainly more than a decade. I am unsure if the movie still holds the allure for college-aged folk these days that it did in the mid-90's, but whatever was going on back then led to a catchy pop tune you're not supposed to like, but which is... fine? by white-boys-on-acoustic-guitars standards. I saw the movie prior to the song's release, but I'll be honest - the song sorta made me want to rethink how much I wanted to advertise any feelings about the movie whatsoever.
Sunday, April 1, 2018
There's a bit of a travel season in Library-land, and it started this week (for me).
This week was a 72 hour turn around to Stanford to meet up with colleagues, plot the future, etc...
In my 9 years of working at my last job, where I traveled quite a bit, I never dealt with anything but the barest of inconveniences while flying or driving. And, the bit of travel I've had so far with this gig, it's been the smoothest of all possible sailing.
Nothing "bad" happened, but Wednesday I was set to fly out at 10:30 AM to be in San Jose pretty early (I think 2:30 Pacific) so I could get my hotel, get some work done, meet up with colleagues to do dinner. Instead a pretty standard issue awful spring weather system cut through Texas.
Friday, March 30, 2018
Tuesday, March 27, 2018
Sunday, March 25, 2018
I work from home these days (yes, you are right, it is freakin' weird, man) and I generally take about 50 minutes for lunch each day. That's, it turns out, enough time to catch part of two episodes of The Nanny* or the 12:00 news/ ambulance chaser commercials.
Over the years, few shows have been as consistently recommended to me by trusted sources as much as Freaks and Geeks. The show was a primetime hour-long dramedy that aired for eighteen episodes around 99' - 00', which is why I didn't watch it at the time. I was just very busy and not watching much primetime TV during that era.
Well, I have now spent my lunch hour and a few evenings watching it, so stop telling me what to do.
Saturday, March 24, 2018
Friday, March 23, 2018
I noticed a lot of chatter online today about Joan Crawford and then that TCM was running some of her movies (I didn't watch them, I was doing other things). Today marks the 113th birthday of Joan Crawford, born in San Antonio in 1905 but mostly raised in Jamie's hometown of Lawton, Oklahoma.
I am happy to do what I can to be one of the folks who would like folks to remember Crawford for her long career, ever-transforming screen persona, and - frankly - stunning screen presence before she wound up in some campy movie in her final working years and was badly memorialized by Dunaway.
Even in not-great movies, Crawford is a force. All that is apparently a shadow of what she was like in person, and I am sure she would have terrified me if I'd met her, but since seeing Mildred Pierce during college, still one of my favorite films, I've been a fan. But there are still a ton of her movies I've yet to see.
Anyway, happy birthday, Ms. Crawford. I hope you're having a Pepsi somewhere among your fans and friends.