Kicked off a sunny morning with breakfast. After I ate, I tidied up around the apartment, made the bed, and did the dishes. My friend Amanda was visiting today, and I wanted everything to at least look half-way decent.
Finally started disc 2 of The Magic School Bus. Phoebe is terrified when she's chosen to represent the class and her town in a slam dunk contest. How can she jump that high? The Bus "Gains Weight" when it turns into a planet to teach the kids about gravity and how it weighs us down...and can give us a big lift when we push against it.
Ms. Frizzle "Gets Charged" when the class sells lightbulbs door to door on Valentine's Day. While exploring her wacky electrical house, Wanda hears her talking about what sounds like a big romance. Trouble is, her doorbell doesn't work. The kids worry that, if she can't hear her doorbell, she won't be able to catch her new beau. They take the bus into the electrical circuits to find out the cause of the problem.
Carlos "Makes a Stink" when annoying Janet causes him to lose the moth ball he brought in for the "First Annual Smell Search." Ms. Frizzle helps them distill the ultimate smell, but jealous Janet adds skunk to make it far less appealing. The kids enter judge Flora Whiff's (Bebe Neuwirth) nose to make sure she doesn't catch any of the nasty scent.
Went out to wait for Amanda at 10:55. She didn't arrive until almost 11:30. She always says that she's not used to the traffic and all the road work on the White Horse Pike. She had a point; we ran into some road repair around the corner of Nicholson Road and the White Horse Pike, though the traffic wasn't bad.
I suggested lunch at the Legacy Diner instead of the Pop Shop, which we did when Amanda was here last month. Their parking lot is free, and we would only have to drive in a straight line to Audubon, not zig-zag all over Collingswood. Indeed, we had no trouble getting in once we arrived. Amanda had a rich Cream of Tomato Soup (which she graciously shared a bit of with me) and a "Godfather" spinach-provolone-and chicken sandwich. I went more traditional with a cheese steak with tomatoes, lettuce, and red onions that wouldn't stay in the bun and made a mess. We both had tasty, crunchy fries, pickle slices, and soupy cole slaw.
Common Grounds Coffee House was fairly busy for them when we arrived, with several people working on their laptops at tables. We were really full after our huge sandwiches and just opted for drinks. I had a hot chocolate, and she went with a caramel mocha. The two of us chatted about our jobs and co-workers and families as we sipped our warm drinks.
Spent the next few hours at my apartment. I showed her my new laptop and what everything looked like outside of the holidays, and she admired the view from my porch. Showed off the Roku by switching to a couple of syndicated Match Game episodes that are currently only available on YouTube. We laughed and matched as Gene Rayburn tried to keep a cursing Bob Barker from getting too distracted by cue card girls in sexy dresses and collapsed after an answer he didn't expect to hear came up, giving Bart Braverman the brief chance to play host.
(We're going to try to get together sometime this spring next, probably in April.)
Worked on writing for a while after she left. Marcia and Richard drive them into what were the Summerlands. They'd been very beautiful, until the evil Malade attacked and stripped their energy. Now they're dark and forbidding, and everyone keeps hearing a mournful howl in the distance. Charles wonders if Ira's talk about ghosts was actually true, but Brett insists that it's just the wind.
Broke for dinner at 6. Watched more Match Game while I ate leftover hot dogs and roasted Brussels sprouts. Buzzr jumped back to 1975 for the rest of the saga of Fannie and that handsome contestant. While she didn't get to do the Head-to-Head Match with him again - that honor went to Richard - she did dance with him after he won. Despite Rich and Bill Daily eyeing a few good-looking female contestants, the man just kept beating them.
Finished the night with New York, New York. I go further into director Martin Scorsese's only attempt at a musical at my Musical Dreams Movie Reviews blog.
Cult Flops - New York, New York
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