[Warning: jumbo post alert. But this is about Julie Andrews, among other things, so I must be forgiven.]
We are all of us preparing around the house for a very important family event later in the week. Thanksgiving? Naaaaaw. I mean, that’ll be wonderful, sitting around a long table with our extended family, feeling warmed in the bosom of our mutual love and understanding, reflecting on the many blessings for which we each feel grateful. Don’t get me wrong; it’s one of my most favorite holidays. Even after becoming a vegetarian, which puts a decided kink in it.
But no. I’m not talking about Thanksgiving. I’m talking about the one, the only, the SING-ALONG SOUND OF MUSIC, people. And it’s coming to the Castro Theater. It bears noting, for those not familiar with San Francisco, that the Castro Theater is a grand dame 1920s movie palace, among a handful in the country built back then and still screening pictures. It’s home to one of the Bay Area’s few remaining Mighty Wurlitzer organs, which is in constant use (they play a rousing version of “San Francisco” before weekend shows, if memory serves, and definitely use it to accompany silent films, etc.).
And it’s smack-dab in the gay people part of town.
Thinking Bloggery
I didn’t understand the whole Thinking Blogger Award meme thing when I first got meme’d. Hell, I barely knew what a meme was. Two very different blogger gals (one from each coast) tagged me: the first was someone I hadn’t had the good fortune to read yet, Dante’s Inferno With Children, so I was doubly treated to both a compliment and another intriguing voice. The only problem was that I had no idea that I was being tagged and that there was a tacit invitation from Liesel for me to join the fun.
Then I got tagged by the inimitable Katie over at all the way from oy to vey. It should have helped me that she clipped the original meme guidelines in her post. I note, should have. Alas, I was beyond help, because it was April, the cruelest month, and not because T.S. Elliot said so (want some trippy poetry fun? check out this “hypertext” rendition of The Wasteland, done in a kind of retro web design, if you believe that web design is aged enough to have left some retro in its wake).
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