Neanderpundit

I have to make a confession: I’m a huge fan of old or small films. Movies that nobody knows about, and some movies that are classics that everyone knows.

Turner Classic Movies and the Independant Film Channel are always on, at the Bridge (the desk where I write, a corner desk with a monitor and a TV and a bucketload of crap).

I love seeing these old movies, uninterrupted, on FILM. Yeah, you know, THAT stuff.

When I win the lottery, one of the things I will do is set up a projection room wiht an actual projector. Yeah, I’ll probably have one of the new digital things, but an actual 35mm projector will be up there. And the projection booth will be a smoking area, and the projectionist will smoke and change reels and read magazines while I watch “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” and “The Tale of Masseur Ichi”. The th4eater will have red velvet seats with an ashtray on one side and a cupholder on the other side, and a footrest like a barber chair.

And while I’m dreaming, it will have a Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal.

Got my tank a couple weeks ago but haven’t had a chance to use it. So tonight I managed to get all the pieces together and fire it up- but it’s not coming to temp. So I’ve surrounded it with bricks to try to keep the heat in (it’s a windy day, Piglet) Wish me luck.

More:

I love a late season rain. I mean, it’s so nice to hear the rain outside, falling on the leaves.

EXCEPT WHEN MY BLUING TANK IS HEATING ON THE PORCH.


Still more:

Marlin is done. Soaked it in boiling water until the salts cooled, and then oiled and assembled. Might could have set it to soak in oil overnight, but it looks OK.

I’m juror number 196 of 200 called.
So it will probably be four o’clock before I get dismissed.

Almost a shame, it would be fun to be part of the process, but as Mencken said about the law and sausages…