…early this morning, for a blood draw, so I took a cab to get it over with quickly. Then I hiked up the hill (great cardio!) to The Lucky Penny for a post-12-hour-fast (actually, more like 18-hours) belly-stuffing. The thing is, the cab driver was playing an Elvis live album, and The Lucky Penny had an Elvis movie, Girl Happy, on the TV! What are the odds? Is the universe trying to tell me something?
Currently watching: Santo Contra las Mujeres Vampiro (1962). There’s a certain kind of perfect day for me that would begin in a cheap apartment in The San Fernando Valley, with a drippy air-conditioner that smells funny. There would be a plate of beans and rice, with a slab of grilled SPAM (or perhaps a chicken leg) and a huge wedge of watermelon for dessert. There would be a six pack of frosty Negra Modelo. On the TV would be a vintage Tom and Jerry cartoon, a Three Stooges short, and a double feature of Abbott & Costello Meet Frankenstein and this movie.
Update: Had to kill the embed, because I couldn’t stop the auto-play.
…so I’m planning on flipping back and forth between the Giants’ day game and the Toshiro Mifune film festival on TCM, while sorting comic books, sipping Jim Beam and eating pretzel goldfish. Who says old people can’t have fun?
I’m just thinking what a colossal asshole a person would have to be to say, “No, I’d rather see another human being go without health insurance than pay fifteen cents extra once in a while for a pizza.”
I made a major mistake in yesterday’s recipe for the cucumber cooler; you should use 2 ounces each of cucumber juice and liquor, not 4! If you use 4 of each, the drink probably won’t even fit in the glass. I got all befuddled by converting fractional cups into ounces — which is embarrassing, not just because one of you may have accidentally over-served yourself last night, but also because this kind of measuring and converting is part of my lucrative employment. Cheeeeze-whiiiiz!
Actually, 2oz. of booze was a little weak — if you want to make it 3, go right ahead.
If you want to prepare your own cucumber juice, you can get about 6 ounces out of a large cuke. You’ll need a really fine strainer to keep out the pulp. Maybe a coffee filter would work?
…both of my Flickr pages are still active, due to unavoidable delays in getting my ass out of San Francisco for good. Cranky Old Mission Guy was set up to document my bad trip living in The Mission District, but it soon expanded to cover a mess of interests, hobbies and vacations. When it became clear that this was the year that I would be taking my act up to the Pacific Northwest for good, I started a Crab and Monkey Flickr page — since, while still an Old Guy, I would no longer be Cranky or Mission. Eventually, once I’ve taken my last Mission picture, the old page will no longer be updated and I will finish migrating all the non-Mission material over to the new page (I have a sort of deadline for that since my pro membership for COMG expires in November).
…Gore Vidal. Really, really miss him. His books were always fun to read, and his ideas were always good for an internal debate. There are people I agree with more, but intellectual development is rarely based on agreement. Good night, sweet prince.