Oh yeah, it’s the curse of those of us who have – in the era of CR*P-for-Culture – managed to retain the full use of an IQ in the triple digits.
So I was minding my own business (and trying to get back to writing my book) when I made the mistake of picking up out of the driveway then taking a peek at the free Fort-Worth Star-Telegram’s “YES!” advertising supplement. Actually since we don’t get the “real” paper it’s technically NOT a supplement. What to my wondering eyes should appear in the array of shiny fashion “must-haves?” A Neiman-Marcus white “dolman-sleeve blouse by Magaschoni.” For only 150 Alliance-credits I mean Federal Reserve Notes.
Well, it sure wasn’t anything I’d be saving-up for, but it wasn’t a dolman-sleeve blouse either. But I guess it’s only old fuddy-duddies and die-hards who care about being specific or getting technical or hell, even caring about being factual anymore.
Quick. Call Rosetta-Stone(R). They could make a bundle training all kinds of “professionals.”
Though “2001: A Space Odyssey” premiered in April 1968 (in Washington, D.C. if I recollect…without resorting to Google!) I saw it later that same year – in Cinerama! You have to love the Internet because I just found this site, so I know it had to have been sometime between June 19th and mid-December. My mom drove me (and a girlfriend from high school) more than 80 miles roundtrip…just to take us to see that movie. I don’t remember ever wanting to see any other movie as badly.