Tuesday, January 14, 2020

I Could Write a Match

Kicked off the morning with breakfast and Buzzr. A personality specialist who used the starts to analyze people stumped the panelists in To Tell the Truth. (And his descriptions of the panel were pretty accurate, as far as I can tell, too, especially for Kitty Carlisle-Hart and Bill Cullen.) The panelists on What's My Line? had more luck. Soupy Sales finally guessed their man owned a gallery that sold and displayed neon signs. The gentleman even showed off his colorful and gorgeous wares - the little rainbow desk light was my favorite.

Work didn't start out too busy - I was actually able to shelve some candy in the morning - but it once again picked up by lunch. This time, the weather got bad, too. Those clouds finally burst somewhere around 1, and it showered lightly for the rest of the afternoon. I was alone for almost the entire day, trying to do the carts and the inside trash and sweep later in the afternoon. By the time the evening bagger arrived, I was a half-hour from being done.

Needless to say, I dashed straight home. After I changed, hung my coat up to dry, and had a snack, I went into writing. When he hears that Bill Cullen will be delivering books near the Summer-Winter Castle, Sheriff Ira delivers a spooky story about how locals keep hearing noises and people talking when they're near there, even though the Castle has been empty since Malade invaded. They also reported hearing a wolf howling at night, leading people to believe a terrible beast killed gentle Prince William...but it hasn't been heard from in months. Tired of his gossip and obvious advances, Cullen and Marcia use their mind-based magic to play tricks and get rid of him.

Broke for dinner at 6. Switched on Match Game while making Tuna and Noodles with Peas. (Which I overcooked. I used yogurt instead of sour cream, and it curdled.) The first episode finished out Nipsey, Lee, and Joyce's run as Brett and Charles teased each other about copying their answers and Richard and Brett laid into each other about Richard's comment on Brett's looks. Comedian Johnny Brown from the sitcom Good Times and soap opera sweetheart Trish Stewart joined Rich, Gene, Brett, Charles, and one of my favorites on the show, tart-tongued Marcia Wallace, for the second episode.

Explored Roku for a musical to review tonight. It took me nearly a half-hour to choose, but I went with the classic Frank Sinatra/Rita Hayworth vehicle Pal Joey. I go more into this cynical tale of a singer and the women he uses to get his own club at my Musical Dreams Movie Reviews blog.

Pal Joey

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