No news at press time. Talked to Wife last night, mostly about her flight - she hadn’t been to her dad’s bedside yet. One-third empty flight, most folks masked, airport vacant, everything surreal but normal but obviously not. As if 90% of humanity had raptured.

Busy day, with many pieces due and more to do. The front end of the week is all typing and thinking and scowling and typing some more. Now I’m outside in the last moments of sunset, listening to the kids up the block, the patter of water on the gazebo roof from the sprinkler. The Gorls, as I call them in the Despicable Me voice, are chatting inside. Everyone’s fed and safe.

Ran errands, and felt stupid with the mask for the first time. I mean, like, this is pointless. But the store had gloves in stock for the first time, and I bought a box, because of course, that’s what you do.

We have meat and gloves and masks. The sky is empty, except for the Moon and Venus and the red lamp atop the water tower, doing a Mars impersonation.



Don’t think Venus is fooled. Doesn’t even know the red lamp exists.






This is not about Bosch. I was surprised to see it pop up; hadn’t been following the dates for the arrival of the next season, because I don’t really do that anymore. When they’re here, they’re here. Not hanging on websites with BREAKING NEWS about when the EP is going to DROP. It’s one of those shows I don’t binge, because I like it, and wish to space it out.

So. This season has a plot with some anti-government activists, “sovereign citizens,” something TV never seems to get right. Not that I’d know, but there’s always something off about their portrayal. They’re angry and intense, which fits with some YouTube videos I’ve seen, but the real thing seems to be pedantic, dull, and tiresome. Not these guys: soldiers! It’s war, brother! Solemn oaths, deadly serious talks, a cause they live and breath!

Eh. I think there’s more beer and Xbox involved. What made me wince was the certainty that some reviewers might regard this plot as desperately pertinent in these times, what with people protesting their government (can’t have that) and the tidal wave of NAZISM that was sweeping the country in the Before Times. At one point Bosch interviews a doctor about a colleague who was a lib-er-tar-ian, which I guess is meant to stand in for the crazies, and the doctor says he was so much of a libertarian he was to the right of Genghis Khan.

One could take the charitable approach and say that betrays the perspective of the character, not the show’s authors, but you really don’t have any basis for cutting them slack. The audience is expected to understand it, though. Genghis Khan was a conservative, right? Because of all the blood and oppression and war and stuff? As if the political construct applies here.

If you had a character say “yeah, when it came to wanting the government to run every aspect of your life, he was to the left of Hitler” it would never make it out of the first draft, because it would make no sense to the show runners and producers and directors. The gears would seize.

It's set in LA. I don't recognize the buildings, because I only know old LA, and even then only from visits and movies. The other night I watched the Dragnet movie, and wondered about this:

They called it the telephone company building, and that's what it was. How about that bas-relief over the door?


That's the name: The Telephone Symbolized. The news story in the LA Times said it was created by George Stanley, who's known today for creating a little golden statuette known as "Oscar."

Well, off to Google Street View to see what the building looks like today:


It's gone, and I can't find anything to note its removal, or explain it.

Anyway. Back to Dragnet. Here's a clip of some hard-punching action. That's Webb fave Stacy Harris at the end, looking disgusted.

It's nice to see portly partner Ben get in a few licks. Faye wouldn't like it, through.

There's a reason I'm posting this, because it's been a while.

A small bell just rang in the back of your mind, perhaps?

You might be congradulating yourself for being a particularly astute Bleatnik, or maybe you're one of those people for whom this is obvious, and are amused that everyone doesn't know who that strange guy is.

Well. Let's go to his first credit, working for Warner Brothers. Set Designer: Casablanca

What? Really? Yes. Different than the set decorator, who gets the lead credit, but yes, he's listed in imdb as the designer of the sets. He's also known for some prototypes he drew for his good pal Walt, who wanted to make an amusement park. So he helped design Casablanca and Disneyland.


He is specifically credited with many of the finest inventive effects in Disney's groundbreaking live-action film, 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, which he art-directed, and designed the exterior of the Nautilus, along with sets for every compartment within the submarine.

Sure, the Nautlus was cool, but I prefered his other ship design, the Proteus from Fantastic Voyage.

Art directed another movie about some guy named William. Ran a confectionary company. William Wonka or something.

But did he play in a Dixieland band with famous Disney animators? I think that goes without saying.

Harper Goff.

And thus concludes TV Tuesday!

What the devil was that all about, you might ask.




It’s 1910. Fast cars: a sign of modern, up-to-date businesses that understand the fast pace of contemporary commerce.

I assume that’s the new Journal Building.

I’m always fascinated by the descriptions of Modern Business and the breakneck pace of things, a hundred years ago. Were people as stressed as they sometimes seem today? More so? Nothing happened instantaneously, as it does now; the mail took time. But the telephone and telegraph had changed everything, and the leisurely days of scribbling in a ledger were gone.

We stopped thinking that soap was an everyday guard against infection.

We have changed.

It’s Borated!

Hey, now we have a face for the brand! And a full name. His son went on to become the Governor of Michigan, and held a post in the JFK administration. My favorite part:

Williams was born in Detroit, Michigan, to Henry P. Williams and Elma Mennen. His mother came from a prominent family; her father, Gerhard Heinrich Mennen, was the founder of the Mennen brand of men's personal care products. Because of this, Williams acquired the popular nickname “Soapy.”


What a pain everything was:

I mean, what a bloody bother and nuisance.

George Frost lived until 1936, and died a wealthy man. You don’t get millions by making crappy garters.

It does seem a bit odd, now - a cruise ship vacation that just tootles around the lakes?

Yes - and it was quite the line.


NOTE that our contract with The Drummond Ludlow company has been cancelled! And therein hangs a tale, I’ll bet.

Lovecraftian lore in a more comprehensible form:

The phone changed things more than the internet, in ways. From nothing to long-distance talking, over wires - a whole new idea.

Annnnd that’s nonsense:

But it’s good in a drink, and you can buy it today. I mean, you can by Horsford's!

That'll do - enjoy some Webby, and I'll see you tomorrow.





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