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*"Sheesh!" That may be the shortest critique I've ever heard of W.A. Mozart. My "sheesh" always went to modern composers like Schoenberg. (Schubert was the better songwriter.) Mozart may have been too busy writing everything else. (We'll pick this up over in the Off Topic - Music sometime.)*
Hi Movieman
I don't like Schoenberg either, in fact, he is the composer I like least in all the world. But I like some of his contemporaries who wrote in that same mode, the 12-tone scale, for instance. I don't know too much about "modern music," per se, but my ears are receptive to a lot of it, but not Sch. And I like a great deal of 20c music.
As you undoubtedly know, Schubert is known for his songs (among other things) and Mozart was indeed "doing something else." He was writing his operas (as well as a plethora of other things), which contain some of the greatest "songs" ever written. Splitting hairs over these two is difficult because they are both among the best of the best.
No actual or earnest comparison of Schubert and Mozart was intended by me by those remarks I made. I was just being silly...in keeping with some of the rest of the banter.
I remember some of our exchanges over on the music thread. That was sometime ago and I really enjoyed them. And please feel free to comment further right here, if you wish. There are no hard and fast rules for posting on this thread.
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*Butterscotcherin*: rum makes you do a really silly dance to your favorite songs from mozart silly, we wouldn't want that now would we? heehee!
*Favellina*: Yes. Yes, we would.
*Fatally Feminine*: I will second that!
*Butterscotcherin*: wait, you just want to watch and giggle at him. am i right?
*Favellina*: I certainly do! That would be the most entertaining thing that has happened all week!
Okay, girls, (not you greer), if you want Laffite Laffite, the Dancing Pirate, to do is patented Mozartiana jitterbug you?re going to have to find a way to persuade our little Scotcherin Fatale here to fess up the whereabouts of the vintage Jamaican rummy she purloined so that Johnny Laffite can have his fill??cause the buc will ne?er do the Mozart jig till the rum is gracing his eager pirate palate.
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*hey johnny!*
Hey Scotcherin!
*she doesnt just make any guy fall for her, she knew she had the right guy when she kissed a total stranger. heehee!*
That's really knowin' somethin' to know that. But can she cook?
*well i have WMP 9, im actually talking about this with frankie too. which one do you have? i wont change mine, i promise, although i wouldnt know how if it hit me upside the head anyway. heehee!*
I have WMP 11, and I believe that's the most current. Oh, good, you won't change it. But in case it does hit you upside the head, do you think you should wear a helmet?
*helen will be in 5 upcoming films, and 1 or 2 of thm will be released this year hopefully.....im awaiting her in the upcoming The Last station where she plays Leo Tolstoy's wife, playing opposite Christopher Plummer...they are talking about another possible oscar nod for it. yay!*
Thanks for the report. Wow, 5 films! No rest for helen. The latest I've seen is The Queen. She was great but only had to use about 10% of her acting skills, IMO. She had this part nailed down with her demeanor alone---practically.
*rum makes you do a really silly dance to your favorite songs from mozart silly, we wouldnt want that now would we? heehee!*
Absolutely not? Are you kidding. Dancing to my favorite songs from mozart? Absolutely ridiculous! I should really dance to my favorite songs from Schubert. Yes, Schubert...I mean, really, Mozart...sheesh!
*say hello and admit you like your rum in front of the whole class now......its for your own good swasheroo!*
"Hello, my name is Swasheroo Johnny Lafitte Laffite, of the Rolling Main, and I am a Rumaholic."
"Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii , Johnnnnneeeeeeeee!!!!!"
"I'm only here because I got my rum stolen by a certain Butterscotcherin, who's been studyin' Babbie and learnin' all o' her sneaky secrets."
"Hooorraaaaay for Butterscotcherin!!!!."
"Good grief."
*thanks, im better. gee, ill make surely i use a hanky when i sneeze...golly! heehee!*
Oh good. I can take my gas mask off now.
*i have to take more screencaps, im not done yet, i just didnt have time the other day*
Will you make a screencap where you put my rum. That way I can go find it.
L
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From Here to Eternity
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Picture courtesy of Movie Rambles (sort of)
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Beauty and the Boss
Marian Marsh is cute as a ......
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>Warren William and Marian Marsh begin a quick banter that continues throughout the entire movie, ?Beauty and the Boss?:
Hi *Fred* : I absolutely adore that movie. It bowls me over every time. I always thought that Marian's perf in that one was a kind of tour de force. Yes, the were good together but Marian really dominated in the early going with that lickety split delivery and those good looks. I never cease to wonder why she did not become a bigger star. She had everything. I can't see that youtube link you put up because I'm on dial up so I can't be too specific, but I loved her in that movie. She was also quite good in Svengali but the role was totally different.
*Casablanca* , Hi. Doris and James were always good together. In Thrill they had one of the best movie arguments I've ever seen. Hardly banter, of course, but I like it not only because it so realistic and that they were so good together (one would think they were really married) but for the spontaneity (they probably did that on the first take) and the touch of humor underneath it all. Doris is so excellent when she is mad...uh, angry, that is.
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*hey mon swasheroo!*
Hey, hey, BabbieFanGirl
*of course he was! he fell in love with her the moment he saw her running the hide from all of them. heehee!*
Well, knowin' Babbie, she probably knows how to make a preacher swear. But she also knows how to make them fall in love with her too. Some girls got it all, and that HelenBabbieGirl is one of them.
*i like the size of them too! thehy arent too big and not too small, but i cant take the credit, the program i use called Windows Media Player did it that way.*
That's strange, my WMP will screencap at a larger size, 1024x763. I think it's because I have a later upgrade than you do. So please don't upgrade your WMP or you'll have those big pictures too. When I screencap I use a photoshop program to reduce the size of the picture so it will fit the TCM message area without extending the right margin. I wish others would do the same, haha. Uh oh, watch out, Laffite, don't get cranky.
*ive never heard of firefox. where did you get that?*
Firefox is a browser that you can download free from the Net. It has a good reputation. It is also called Mozilla and can be found at Mozilla.com. I started using it because the browser that came with my ISP was too slow and I find Mozilla to be faster. If what you are using now is working for you, then you probably don't need it right now, but keep it in mind. I would recommend it.
*i wonder why she wasnt as famous back when she was in her teens. she should have goten more credit....i hope she wins another oscar soon! that would be super exciting!*
Like a lot of good actors I'm sure she was respected back in those early days but sometimes it takes time to really become famous like she is now. She on top and basking in the glory. It might be fun to go to imbd and see what she is working on now. Maybe another Oscar winner for all we know. But even if not, no matter...we just want her to go out there on screen and be Helen.
*your quite welcome, but being nice, wont earn your rum back...heehee!*
What if I say pretty please? May I pretty please have my rum back? 'Cause if you don't give me my rum back, I may have to go to Rumaholics Anonymous and tell every one that a certain BabbieHelenButterScotchGreerGirl took my rum and won't give it back. And they'll all laugh at me and say, "HaHa, you have come to more meetings, then." You wouldn't want that to happen to me...wouldja?
Laffite, who's gettin' awfully thirsty lately, hmm.
p.s. BTW, are you feeling better? We all hope so. If you post here while you have a cold please don't breathe on your computer. We don't want to get your cold, okay. So get well soon. And keep those caps comin'...
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The Suspect (1944)
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"They said it would be fun to learn the piano but I don't even hear anything."
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Come and Get It
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*we'll see if I have the talent to execute my ideas.*
I'm sure you have and Laffite is never wrong about such things. Judging from your sensitive take on the finer aspects of the movies---that wonderful thread on photography you started, for example (to name one)---you have the perfect temperament for such a venture. Do not stifle your inner artist. Your living room is waiting.
L
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Rain, rain, go away
Come again some other day...
Heavens, could this be Laffite singing this, the rain lover from Eggo.
Yes, I like rain...but does it have to rain on my day off?
(p.s. it's one of those dark, dull, gray skies with rain relentless,
patter, patter, patter, and no fun to go out in. Does this mean
I might as well stay home and clean my apartment? Yow! I hate rain)
L
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*Oh and "goddess" in french is spelled with double "s": d?esse
*Thanks for the correction. I realize I knew that but was totally oblivious. Talking about Goddesses can be distracting, especially en ce qui concerne les Deesses les plus merveillueses.
Great cartoon! Comment trouver ca! Vous faites des merveilles!
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*so i had to take screencaps from our Little Minister movie.....you know you want to see them right? heehee! can i please pretty please post them?*
Mais oui, ma chere amie, you may pretty please post to your heart's desire. And we await your caps most eagerly.
L
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*Jackie*, you wrote, ?Your Lady friend is right,? and indeed she is. Whether I?ll follow through, well, who knows. If I do I may have to exact a few conditions. I will, of course, have to don my Official Laffite Pirate Uniform , complete with white shirt that billows in the wind. And of course I?ll have to have my Laffite sword, (move over, Excalibur). I doubt we will encounter any pirates offshore the San Diego coast but you can never be too careful. Whether or not the Captain will allow me to hold my Laffite machete between my teeth remains to be seen although he may relent when he sees me because I really look good like that. And if I ever get to take this little mini voyage to the three-mile limit and back you can be sure that I?ll be right back here to tell you all about it and bore you to tears.
And, ma *chere Deese*, la plus grande, la plus sage, la plus gentille de toutes les deeses du monde, je te remercie mille a mille fois pour etre venu ici pour nous rendre visite et pour avoir me dire de belles choses et aussie bien pour les images et pour la poesie de Monsieur Whitman:
THE untold want, by life and land ne?er granted
Now, Voyager, sail thou forth, to seek and find.
Je suis tout inspire par ces mots, merci, chere deese,
*FilmF*, you urged, ?Many happy sailings,? well, it would be nice to have just one or two. I wonder if I?m now so inspired. You are all putting me to the test here. I may have to give this idea a closer look.
And, *Barb*, thanks. I posted a couple of pics on another thread some time ago following similar words from you about your liking for things maritime. I think I posted this one and maybe the one that follows:
The San Diego Maritime Museum showcases the HMS Surprise, a replica of the HMS Rose that was originally built in 1757. The replica was was built in 1970 for the Bicentennial but ended up not being used due to under funding. She was used in the movie, Master and Commander, and is now sitting in San Diego showing off her self and to great effect. On days the wind is up a bit and the water a little choppy the ship can rise and dip quite noticeably and there is a little thrill with that if you?re standing on deck.
The other big hit is the Star of India, a ship made of bronze. It sails once a year but stays safely in harbor. I took this picture on such an occasion. This picture was photo shopped to make it look like it is at sea. On these coming out days it is surrounded by many little sail boats and there is a big hullabaloo. I can?t seem to find these pictures right now.
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Thank you, *Jackie*, for your reply. The coincidence of my visit to the Nina and the showing of that movie with "the moment" made me think of writing something, but I was afraid there for awhile that I might have sabotaged my own efforts because what I wrote was so terribly long. Your reply and especially your kind words, therefore, have an especially beneficial effect on me. Thank you for reading and replying.
To answer the question, "Have you sailed?," it is necessary to effect an out-of-body experience, of a sort, anyway. I have to take off the Laffite hat, my buccaneer hat, as it were, and once again assume the usual, everyday, boring, old me...and to give out the unhappy truth and say...alas...no. I don't count those early days in the Navy when I did, in fact, "sail" the high seas. I know what it is to have that 360 degree horizon line, day in and day out. But was that really sailing? Sailing is being on a boat that, well, sails, and with real sails too. It's only been recently that I have become interested---no, obsessed at times---with this idea. Not learning to sail, per se, with a small boat of my own, etc., but simply being on one as it braves the swells. I've seen all the history channel stuff on the schooners, pirate ships, Spanish galleons, the whole bit, love to watch those. It really does fascinate to imagine occupying the Nina on an extended voyage, just blows my mind. My lady friend is always urging me to approach one these boat owner's on the marina and try and strike a deal, to go out where land is nowhere to be seen and then return with a land ho! Yippee!
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*I picture you with your white shirt billowing in the breeze and the sun shining down on your tanned face as you travel to all points EXCITING......*
Oh, you put that so well! So much so, that I get the widening of the eye, the dropping of the jaw, the...well, you know.
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I think you have a point there with our sweet Rose. She is my favorite too. And yes, the movie really did a number on us, leading us to believe that a rapprochement between Mr Briggs and Rose was imminent. And yes too, Frederick, though coming around a bit at the end, doesn't really convince that he has made any changes. (After seeming rather horrible at first, Menersh does come across a lot better later on). Isn't it true that when Frederick comes to the villa he is really there to see Caroline and not Rose? He doesn't even know Rose is there. So it's not as if he came for her. And then he has to intercept Caroline at the dinner table to nod and wink the fact that Rose, also sitting at the table, is his wife and for heaven's sake don't spill the beans. Poor Rose, she didn't have a clue.
And then we have Mr Briggs, who doesn't see well playing into the idea that he doesn't ogle and he doesn't grab and that this suits Lady Caroline just fine since that is what she is trying to get away from. And then we get the irony of having HER say "I had to grab you," when he nearly falls down a hill with the additional meaning she has made a choice. Still, it's not easy, for me anyway, to see these two as a compatible couple.
But you are absolutely right about Rose ... of the three, she, more than the rest, seems to have the "happy" ending that is the least convincing.
L
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Yesterday I had a Lottie Wilkins moment. (More about that later)
And what is a Lottie Wilkins moment? Well, it?s a widening of the eye, the dropping of a jaw, a far away glazed look, a palpable longing, and a sort of mild paralysis that keeps you quite immobilized, at least for a moment or two, while you reflect in awe.
Spoilers ahead
Anyone who seen Enchanted April, recently shown on TCM, will know what I?m talking about. For it was that self same Lottie (Josie Lawrence) on an uncomfortable crowded smoke-filled bus with the rain pelting outside and with a countenance suggesting vague discontentment with just about everything who knows too what this moment is all about when she glances at a newspaper ad offering a villa for vacation rent on the coast of Italy. We get a little ethereal jingle as she reads this ad and we know something has happened to her.
This is a vacation that has to be had!
When she descends from the bus she is on a mission. There she goes. down the sidewalk with her umbrella in great haste. She approaches The Nightingale Women's Club but before she enters she gives a coin to a wounded soldier and then stops to take out a notebook and write something down. We learn later that her husband requires her to record all expenditures. O Lottie, we are beginning to understand?and yes, the husband is a large part of the problem.
Inside all the women seem to be reading the newspaper. We see the outer side of one of these newspapers but we can?t see who is doing the reading until that jingle is heard once again and down comes the newspaper and we see the widening of the eye again?this time the eye belongs to Rose Arbuthnot (Miranda Richardson) and something has happened to her too. That little villa, ?a castle really,? is really a good ad.
Lottie doesn?t even know Rose but she sees and proposes the venture as a joint effort. Rose is more reserved than Lottie (Lottie is kind of ditsy but a very charming ditsy) and she, Rose, is a bit skeptical at first but she is eventually won over. I admire Lottie?s desperation and strength of purpose here. She practically stalks poor Rose around the room saying things like, ?You look so beautiful and so sad.? She senses instinctively that Rose may be suffering from the same malaise.
Indeed, they have something in common.
And what is that? Lottie is admonished at the dinner table by her husband, Menersh (Alfred Molina) not to spend money on flowers for the dinner table. There is something unmistakably comic about him from the get go. The most telling image of him we get is a close up of his mouth as he chews on a piece of fish. He is insisting that Lottie come to a business party with him because he must be perceived as a family man. So much for the type of regard he has for her. His hashing out the petty details is amusing to us but not to Lottie. She listens hopelessly and argues in vain. When she tries to broach the subject of the proposed trip without him along, she trails off.
In a later scene, however, her desperation pays off when she informs Menersh of her plans while he follows her around the house in a rage. This short, quirky scene ends suddenly when she belts out, ?I?m going!? and then slams the door on his foot.
And here?s Rose waiting for her husband, Frederick, who is returning from a reception for his new book. Frederick is a writer of ribald novels. Rose is sitting in a chair with a ball of yarn. She has an old-fashion hairdo (by today?s standards of course.) She is the very picture of sweet domesticity in woman. I am affected. I remember a Twilight Zone episode where Keenan Wynn had this magical sort of tape recorder where he was able to talk into the mike and describe the woman of his dreams and low and behold she would appear. If I had a tape recorder like that I might very well describe Rose (Miranda!) in that chair, with that ball of yarn, with that hairdo, with that sweet face and that sweet disposition. She approaches an ideal of a sort.
Alas, she is not so appreciated by Frederick. He enters, mildly intoxicated, and with a little habit of humming no tune in particular that can only be described as annoying as all get out. The discomfort of these two together is obvious despite his clumsy efforts of trying to be nice. When she says, ?Why don?t you write a book that God would like to read,? he elicits a guttural, contemptuous laugh that I would almost describe as disturbing. When she talks about her getaway he agrees so readily that her suspicion that he cares not a whit what she does or for her is vindicated.
So Lottie and Rose knock on the door (still in England) of Mr Briggs? (Michael Kitchen) apartments. He is the owner of the villa in Italy and it is he who placed the ad. There is an initial misunderstanding and Mr Briggs tries to close the door?but not before Rose gets a foot in the way. Oh, Rose, good show! How I liked that foot in the door, too funny. The deal is done, the rent money has changed hands, the key to the villa has changed hands, and Rose and Lottie exit the building. Lottie is so dazed at their achievement that she almost gets run down by a van. ?Rose, we?ve done it. We?ve done it!?
There is a vastly entertaining scene (and then I?ll stop) when the two girls decide they need more in their party to help defray expenses and they interview Mrs Fisher (Joan Plowright), an older woman who has been around. There are pictures of many people in the room where the interview takes place. ?I knew them all, you know,? she says, including, ?Dr Alfred Tennyson, who pulled my pigtails.? Ditsy Lottie asks, ?Did you know Keats?? who precedes Tennyson rather handily, by a couple of generations in fact. ?Keats?? exclaims Mrs Fisher, ?No, I didn?t! And I didn?t know Chaucer or Shakespeare either.? I thought of that famous Queen of Quip, Marie Dressler, in Dinner at Eight, when, in a smiliar scene someone intimated her advancing age, said with patented Dressler stare and acid tone, ?Well?maybe we should get together sometime and discuss the Civil War.?
Everything described here is the first 20 or so minutes. The directing, pacing, and acting (everything) is so superb. There is not one unnecessary frame, a little masterpiece of exposition, really. And there is so much more to come in the story.
So?
What is my Lottie Wilkins moment?
Check this out:
Okay, so it may not appear as impressive as all that. But wait! This is a replica, built in Argentina, of The Nina, one of the three ships when?
In fourteen hundred and ninety two
Columbus sailed the ocean blue.
This picture was taken on Feb 10. It is docked in San Diego and is on display until the 15th. For $5 you go on board and look around and talk to the Captain.
This young fellow, 20 or 22, is collecting for the tickets and we get to talking. He tells me that he is crew member and gets to sail where e?re it goes. I am amazed that anyone could have a job like that.
Methinks I hear an ethereal little jingle.
Have I told you how much I love sailing ships, especially these ?old? ones.
And so I have The Lottie Wilkins Moment?the widening of the eye, the dropping of the jaw, a faraway glazed look, a palpable longing, and that subtle paralysis in the contemplation?of sailing on that ship?for a living! I?m green with envy as he explains the ship?s upcoming itinerary. From here, they will go to Acapulco, then down to and through the Panama Canal, across the Gulf of Mexico, around the tip of Florida, and then North to Nova Scotia. Am I dreaming or what? Why, I might even give up Miranda in the chair for this!
Truth to tell, the ship is very small, the deck area fore and aft is only 66 feet. A view from the rear gives the impression that the ship could easily tip over (but that?s an illusion, I?m sure.) There is a crew of four but in Columbus? day there were 27, a lot of sailors for a vessel this small. It does have a motor. The Coast Guard requires ships of a certain size to have them although I am informed by the Captain that they often shut down the motor and sail. That unsightly coal-black look, as if the ship has survived a fire, is caused by the liberal use of pine tar to preserve the wood. The sun's effect of all the pine tar causes that dark coloring.
I wonder how much money I would let go of just to be taken out on that ship for, say, just a few hours, and then back again. That?s probably all that I would up to at the present time. I am not 20 or 22. But that day trip would be fun. It might be as much fun as a month in Italy...in a castle...by the sea.
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*One thing I learned from THE RAINS OF RANCHIPUR -- Richard Burton should never wear a turban.*
Well, when you see THE RAINS CAME -- you might say the same of Tyrone Power.
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*...and of course, with Myrna Loy, Tyrone Power and George Brent, you have a terrific cast.*
You forgot to mention this one:
*Hopefully, you'll never have to deal with this much rain in Sandy Eggo. B-)*
Eggo will win a Super Bowl before it ever rains that much.
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*but you Sandy folk sound a little fragile. If a hailstorm*
*gives you a heart attack, I imagine a Super Bowl win*
*would send people to the hospital in droves.......
*We would consider it well worth it. But I don't think the
hospitals have to worry about these over bookings
any time soon. We Sandies do not consider winning a
Super Bowl as a threat to our fragility because it will
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*Barb!*
Thank you for that, a hail of a nice to thing to say
(sorry) although I must tell you that the word
precipitates a certain tremor within the soul
of any Sandy Eggian. As far as that wonderful poster,
well, I had to go get a tranquilizer. Such dramatic
and cinematic representations of the falling stuff
are a little much for us.
And you can be sure that I will have tranquilizers
ready in hand on *Feb 20 at 6:00pm _Eastern_,* when
TCM airs The Rains Came in what I believe is a TCM
Premier. Have you seen it? It's a wonderful film. It
won an Academy Award for special effects, primarily
for an outstanding storm and earthquake sequence
that still has impact today despite all our newfangled
digital technology. But it's the story and cast that makes
it a goody.
*Jackie!*
As much as us Eggians complain (well, at least me
anyway, haha) that perpetual drizzle doesn't sound
all that appealing. Maybe it's not so bad here in Eggo
after all. Actually, I kid, there is a reason people arrive
en masse to live here...the weather. If I could change
the weather here I would make the temperature four
degrees less than what it would ordinarily be (that
doesn't sound like much but it would make it quite
cooler)...and add 10 inches a rain per year. But that's
just me. All joking aside (but only for a moment) there
is very little to complain about here, weather wise.
Sandy Eggo still hasn't won a Super Bowl though.
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The above is a bit of rain that fell on Sandy Eggo on Feb 9, 2008. I took this picture from my front porch, my canyon view.
Rain in an uncommon event in here. We get about 5 inches a year. The table they give us in the paper always lists the Normal for Season at about 9 inches but we seldom make it. Because rain is so scarce it is often a tough subject to talk about. Why just the other day I said to a fellow Eggian:
?Well, looks like rain.?
?Excuse me??
?You know, rain, water that falls from the sky in little drops??
?Ah!?
After he recovered a bit I said:
?So?maybe you?d better get your umbrella.?
?Excuse me??
?You know, umbrella, the thing you put up like this so water won?f fall on your head.?
?Ah.?
Hopeless. Despite the dearth of precipitation (do I dare use that word next time?) we have an occasional cloudburst or two. Or an entire season when the rains come. A few years ago we had such a year. About 23 inches, the third rainiest season since 1850 when they first kept such records. People were running around thinking that the sky was falling. I had to tell them:
?It?s only rain.?
?Excuse me?
I like the rain. It?s easy to like because it so rare. There is that type of rainy day when it very dark and the sky is a dull gray mat and the rain just falls all day long, and that can be a drag. But that sort of thing only lasts for one day and it might not happen again for another 10 years or so. When I moved to NYC in ?84 I was always amazed when a sudden Summer afternoon storm (it doesn?t rain in Eggo from June thru September, never) and folks just open their umbrellas and keep going as if nothing has happened. I?m serous, I admired their aplomb. Here, we get a drizzle and folks start complaining and become disoriented, while others merely become psychotic.
Today, Feb 10, it is not raining. The sun is shining and a sense of normalcy once again permeates the environs. Another day in paradise.
Ps. The picture above is actually a brief episode of hail. I know this because the next picture taken was an attempt to photograph some of the stuff as it settled on my porch, but it melted so quickly I was unable to do so. With rain already a rarity do I need to even mention the infrequency of hail! My neighbor was present when this was happening and I said to him:
"Look, it's hail!"
"Excuse me?"
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*im back everyone, but only for a little bit,*
Well, please hurry. We might need someone to pick on.
.*..so if im not here for a few more days this is why.*
Thank you for stopping by and letting us know what's going on.
Meantime, we're waitin' fer ya.
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