So I was in bed last night, dreaming about the end of the world (don’t recall the details but I do remember we only got a days advance warning – fairly typical of the government), when I was awakened by the sound of something hitting the floor – kerplunk! I sat up, assuming it had come from downstairs, glanced over at Akemi first, still fast asleep, and then at the dogs – both snoozing comfortably. Both? Where was Jelly? At which point I realized the old gal was on the floor, scrambling to right herself. I’m not sure if she’d been sleepwalking or simply misjudged a rollover but it marked the first time she had fallen off the bed. I hopped out, scooped her up, and deposited her back onto the pillow beside me, seemingly none the worse for wear. By morning, she seemed to have put the incident behind her. I think she was embarrassed and just didn’t want to talk about it.
FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!
I received an email from Cookie Monster, this blog’ resident film critic, complaining about the fact that he’s been unable to track down a copy of The Punisher (1990) for this Monday’s Supermovie of the Month Club meeting. Apparently, it’s unavailable for download on iTunes and the only copy at his local video store was rented out some time last year by Grover and never returned (along with The Last Boy Scout, and Lady Chatterly’s Lover). I suggested he give it to the end the day and then switch gears to those lovable Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (1980) although I would feel a little letdown missing out on the always entertaining Dolph Lundgren. I’m heading downtown today to see if I can locate a second-hand dvd I can overnight to Sesame Street. Wish me luck!
The other day, Akemi put her Pierre Marcolini Cafe experience to good use. No, she didn’t wipe down tables or serve me Earl Grey tea. She made truffles!
Good timing. Love chocolate? That may be good news for your waistline I can feel the pounds melting away!