Monday, July 1, 2013

When Harry Met Sally and Other Conundrums



The Perfect* Healthy Lunch
*Perfect when paired with the dessert below

You know those scenes in WHMS when Sally orders in restaurants and she wants salad dressing on the side, and her pie heated, but the ice-cream separate, and make it strawberry instead of vanilla, and if they don’t have strawberry just whipped cream if it is real, but nothing if it isn’t? I really don’t get why that is either amusing or annoying. Those things matter. If you don’t like your lettuce floating in dressing like soup, or your pie drenched in melted ice-cream, speak up. She was thorough. You’ll be glad I’m thorough if you read my novels. Okay, maybe not so much if I’m ordering with you in a restaurant, but do you like salad soup either?
 
Paired with Cheesecake Factory dessert* and an awesome read.
*real whipped cream, Sally
What did you think about the singing scene in The Hobbit movie? It thrilled me. Remember the book had so many songs in it? Hobbits sing a lot. I adore when a movie is true to a book. When I saw the first Harry Potter movie I was determined not to like it. How could it possibly be as good as the book? Nothing is as good as the book. Yet those movies were adorable. It was delightful to see the books come to life on the screen. I think the readers forgave the slight differences as ransom for the visual, and occasional scraps of information not in the books.

I wonder if people sing less now than before the invention of reproducible music. A couple hundred years ago one might have gone their entire life without realizing just what a lame singer they were compared to the musical greats. Maybe without radio, iPods, and television we’d devote more time to honing our own signing voices. I know mine could use it, though I also doubt it could pass in any century without someone letting slip it sucked.

Speaking of conundrums, did you ever watch any Star Trek? Remember in TNG episodes where people would get hit with a Phaser and disappear but not actually die? They’d kind of be invisible and trying to get back? Running around the ship they’d try to drop hints that they were there, but if they got too close to the walls and went through them, they’d be lost in space and die for real. Cynics used to say what about the floor? If they went through the walls, wouldn’t they drop through the floors. I say don’t be ridiculous. They’re on the Enterprise, there are many decks, they’d just drop to another deck. They only die when they accidentally pass through the wrong walls. I’ve spent time pondering this. Speaking of Phaser guns, don’t they look like glue guns? 

Right now I’m working on a book called Time Travel Jeep. Time travel is rife with conundrums. I have this entire story ready with one slight problem. In the opening scene Lizzy accidentally ends up in the past and plays Scrabble with her dead Grandmother. Spoiler alert right here, but I simply must tell you this. When she accidentally comes back to the future, she’s got Grandma’s dog with her, a nasty rat terrier with a penchant for gnawing on the Jeep interior. Now there is someplace Lizzy wants to go with her Time Travel Jeep, but she doesn’t have the most cooperative time machine. Throughout the story Lizzy, and me, are stuck with this rat terrier and we’re both trying to figure out how the heck to get it back to the past where it belongs! What I’d really like to do is take it back to its past and let it be its own grandpa. That would explain some of the inbred wickedness in that dog. I am open to suggestions, though. What would you do with that rat terrier? Perhaps I worded that wrong. How would you suggest getting that dog back to where it belongs?

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