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Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Searching for Louis Nye

Hi ho, MMMLogerinos!

"Hi ho, Steverino!" funny man Louis Nye, playing a hipster, used to greet the great Steve Allen during his Man on the Street interview segments of the Steven Allen Show back in the sixties. My parents and we three kids always gathered to watch the weekly show. Though Steve was our favorite, we loved Louis Nye's wacky portrayal of a weird city guy. I didn't know he was playing a hipster--come on, I lived in a tiny northwestern Arizona desert town and wouldn't have known cool if it bit me.

Another Louis Nye fan, Walter, emailed to ask if I knew where he could get a copy of Louis Nye's Hipster Trying to Swing a Loan routine. That was my first clue that Louis was doing a hipster back then. I suggested that Walter search Amazon, eBay and other sources. He wrote back to say that he found the album on eBay and it's called Here's Nye in Your Eye. Walter bought the album and says it's truly hilarious. He sent me a little snippet of the content:

Banker: Yes can I help you?
Hipster: I need you to lay some money on me.
Banker: I guess you want a loan. What kind of loan would you like?
Hipster: Well...what kind are you pushin'?
Banker: Well there's the auto loan the home improvement loan...
Hipster: Yeah, that's the one I want.
Banker: The home improvement loan, well what are you going to do to improve your home?
Hipster: I'm gonna get my old lady outta there!

Later in the bit...

Banker: What is your name?
Hipster: Lips Elliot
Banker : Your name is Lips? Now come on, what is your real name?
Hipster: Harold.
Banker: Ok, Harold Elliot.
Hipster: No man, Lips Harold.
Banker: That's a very strange name.
Hipster: That's why I changed it to Elliot.


Thanks so much, Walter, for this funny trip down memory lane.

Hi ho, Louis Nye, wherever you are!

MMMMMMMMMMmelinda

Thursday, February 15, 2007

According to the Love Boat--New Trends in Romance

Hi ho, MMMLogerinos!

Princess Cruises sends out an interesting Captain's Circle newsletter to their cruise patrons. Yesterday, Valentine's Day, I received a Romance Report. In said report was an interesting little article on The Look Ahead in Romance: Five Emerging Trends . . .

Green is the new red
Eco-conscious couples are incorporating their lifestyle into their wedding plans, spending time and money to use recycled paper and minimizing the amount of paper used for invitations, place cards and programs, creating centerpieces with pesticide-free flowers and potted plants and serving organic and vegetarian menus.

A new moon rising
The latest trend in honeymoons is emerging thanks to the phenomenon of increasingly shrinking durations for regular vacations. Adventuremoons are on the rise, as more and more couples take the excuse of a honeymoon to experience dream adventure trips that they wouldn't normally be able to squeeze into a standard 3-to-5-day vacation, a duration which is increasingly becoming the norm. Hiking through the ruins of Machu Picchu, rafting in the Grand Canyon and strolling along the Great Wall of China are some of the top activities for adventurous honeymooners.

Stop the insanity (if only for a weekend)
With wedding planning becoming more elaborate, more frenetic, and more overwhelming, an increasing number of couples are taking a mid-engagement escape from the drama. Mini-moons are a quick getaway favored by harried betrotheds, enabling them to have a 48-hour freeze on making any decisions, dealing with pushy in-laws, and coordinating any details.

Vegas here we come
It's no longer the guys who hit the road to toast their best buddy's walk down the aisle. Destination showers and bachelorette bashes are all the rage, giving the girlfriend getaway a whole new meaning.

Wilder and wackier wedding receptions
The bride and groom are still doing their first dance, but now it may be to karaoke or a live rock band. In 2007, the cocktail reception will take center stage, lasting longer and becoming more elaborate. Highlights will include signature and oversized cocktails, elaborate display tables and themed music.

I'm tripping to my nephew Andrew's wedding next month. I wonder if he and his Michelle are aware of the new trends, or too much in love to care? It's the latter, I hope.

MMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmelinda

Information compiled from theknot and msn.

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

WordStars' Beach Retreat


Hi ho, MMMLogerinos!

Well, I finally gave in and switched to New Blogger. I got tired of the harassment--Do you want to switch to New Blogger now? Or continue to stand on your head, hold your mouth right and gargle peanut butter while you try logging into OLD Blogger? Today, I said, yeah all right. And here I am. We'll see how it goes.

The WordStars critique group enjoyed our beach retreat this last weekend at Ocean Shores, Washington. The picture above shows only five of us on the porch of Carol's new beach house. Lisa didn't get up in time for our early morning stroll on the beach. The cabana boy, aka Carol's DH, took this charming photo, then he did yard work and started dinner while we researched the local economy and an antique show. The WordStars are all about antiques except this one. I hates other people's old, smelly stuff, precious. Don't know that I've mention on MMMLog that I possess a rather acute sense of smell, rather like my Airedale, maybe? I'm always too conscious of odors wherever I go and really have to work hard on not being adversely affected by them. So, antique stores, garage sales, thrift stores, and the like can be a bubbling stew of argh for me. In any case, Darcy and I went back to the beach house to brainstorm her latest fantasy novel while the other four hit the remaining antique stores, then came home and got to work.

Brainstorming Story Ideas
The WordStars use our annual weekend retreat to brainstorm new story ideas or rework WIPs' problems. Our weekly critique sessions are usually devoted to reading and critiquing each member's current manuscript. When we have a brainstorming session, it's a round robin situation. The writer will verbalize her idea as completely as she cares to and opens to suggestions for plot or characterization help or whatever she needs to develop that story. Then each member jumps in with suggestions while the writer listens. Darcy takes notes on her AlphaSmart; Marcella on her laptop and a couple of us listen, taking mental notes. Others jot stuff down in a notebook. The only rule we have is to listen. And not argue or reject out of hand. Just listen, keep what resonates with you and let the other go. And thank your helpers. That's important to everyone--that sense of appreciation and acknowledgement that you've been heard. We get much writing done on these retreats and have lots of rejuvenating fun, too. This is an essential combination to keeping the creative fires burning.

MMMMMMMMMMmmelinda, sending happy birthday wishes to baby brother, Gary.

Monday, February 05, 2007

Our Super Bowl Sunday--The Winners and the Losers

Hi ho, MMMLogerinos!

When the DH and I went for coffee at the Renton Fred Meyer Seattle's Best yesterday morning--I love those little bars of dark chocolate they serve with the mochas and hot chocolate--the baristas were all a-buzz about the Super Bowl. Are you going to watch the game? Who's your team? Our answers were "No" and "Who's playing?"

Our Super Bowl Sunday plans were to have the DH's mother over for an afternoon taco party and five episodes of Poirot that I'd ordered from Netflixs. We usually load the Airedale in the SUV when we're out and about on the weekends. This time she was hot to go but would yelp or whine when we went round a corner or hit a bump. Then back at home she held up her left back leg and couldn't even make the block on her walk. She was in pain and let us know it with blood chilling yelling that sounded like she was being beaten. We dashed her into the pet clinic at PetSmart that's open and fully staffed on weekends. Turns out the poor girl has probable arthritis in both hips and knees. Sheeesh. Got her some good drugs for the pain and inflammation. Because they worked us into the schedule, we had to cancel our taco party. Good thing, because we discovered that first Poirot disk came broken in two pieces and wasn't viewable.

So, after two hours, we drove home, dosed the dog, made tacos and tuned in and out of the Super Bowl game. Watched the entire halftime show. The larger-than-life silhouette behind a curtain bit with The Artist Who Was Formerly and Apparently Still Known As Prince holding his strangely shaped guitar crotch high and simulating a gigantic package was a real hoohaa. The DH said he thought for a sec that we were in for another revealing wardrobe malfunction, but this time we really did know what little strangeness was behind the curtain.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmelinda