This is my favorite scene from this movie. Imagine Dick Dale and his Del Tones right behind you, singing a surf song as they all hang out of their car driving down the highway. And he's playing a guitar as they ride down the highway. And there are surfboards everywhere, with a huge parade of cars, people singing, jamming and swaying to surf music. What a scene!
Tonight we watched another Frankie and Annette gem, a movie called "Muscle Beach Party." It had the return of many of the characters from "Beach Party," including Frankie, Dee Dee, Cappy, Deadhead, and of course Candy. Candy is just insane with these hyper dance moves that if properly harnessed, I'm sure could provide power for the greater Southern California area. Cappy and Deadhead are favorites, and Frankie and Dee Dee seem to be reliving their same exact commitment issues from the first movie. But none of that matters, because these movies are so light on plot that you could probably fit the entire story of the movie into a thirty second spot. It's all about the era, the surfing, and the crazy comedy bits in between. And the Peter Lorre cameo at the end. Oh, and Don Rickles? Yes, he and Buddy Hackett are in this one. Maddie was busy doing homework while we were back to the beach. We're committed though - we'll get through all of these too because this series at KidPak, we're going to "Hang 10!"
So today was a rough day for the wallet. We are paying out close to ten thousand dollars in various sudden bills related to cars and air conditioning, and in one case, both. The dealership gave me a similar car as a loaner as they fix our old car, and this place is so fancy they gave us this car that's got to be a hundred thousand dollars. Here's something pointless that it does: it projects the car logo on the garage floor when the car is parked. Why? Because nothing says money like projectors that do that. If I got this car, I'd switch around the logo to something else seasonal, like pumpkins or Christmas trees.
Anyway, the other thing is the air conditioning in the house. There has been a "catastrophic leak," which never is good. The word catastrophic usually means something like "expensive." And indeed it is. But our air conditioning unit has been around for fourteen years, so that's about average. The other air conditioning unit is older and working just fine, which just goes to show that they used to make them to last, whereas the new units are built to replace in a few years so the manufacturers can continue making more money.
Tonight was taekwondo. Maddie was having fun, and Master Edge requested an AI-generated country song about "Mrs. Edge's Fit Class" that turned out so funny that he was laughing and laughing... and then getting Mrs. Edge to hear it, and she had no idea what it was and was surprised to hear her name in there, and then she got the whole class to stop what they were doing and come out to hear the song I was playing again.... it was pretty funny.
Tonight we were preparing for a Passover meal tomorrow, still collecting ingredients and learning a bit about the ritual and making sure we get it as close to correct as possible. It won't be perfect, but we'll do our best. Mom has got all kinds of good food prepared, and of course all the proper food prepared as well.
A few notes from the back yard: I'm still leaf-blowing. Got a lot moved today, but still have plenty of moving to go. We caught squirrel #74, and released him elsewhere. And we've got plenty of birds out there at the deck too - this is a yellow-rumped Warbler, a regular customer of ours. We have a few of these birds. There are a lot of cardinal, bluebird, and mockingbird parents we're spotting, feeding each other in ways that look like a kiss, and I've been seeing a thrasher up on the deck a lot lately, collecting worms to bring elsewhere.
It's been a fun day. We're closing in on a million hits with this site. Maybe Wednesday perhaps. Tonight we read a point of view from Obi-Wan Kenobi, and after that we said our prayers. It's time for bed. Everyone's tucked in, including all our friends from the Plush Entourage. Time to say goodnight!
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