Monday, March 2, 2020
More of the burdens of fame
My wife and I were mildly out and about on the town over the weekend. There were a couple of interruptions to our harmonious togetherness.
The first time we were at a cafe having beer and wine. Kind of a lot of it for us. It was fun. We had the good table. A lady walked by. She was very nice. She said "It's my favorite librarian!" She was talking to me. I function occasionally as a librarian though it's not technically true.
I said "That's very nice of you to say."
She said "You are such a cute couple."
I said "I'm glad you think so."
The next day we were at a bakery. A man came up to me and said "I recognize you from the library. I don't get over there very often lately. I'm reading a lot of e-books, project Gutenberg and all that."
I replied "I recognize you too." Which I did. "Have you checked out our library's e-book collection? It's pretty useful if you like them."
He said no, but that he should check it out.
There is a scene in a movie I have see 20 times called The Holiday. Jack Black is a composer who does movie soundtracks. He is with Kate Winslet who plays a obit writer on home exchange holiday in L.A. They are in a Blockbuster, which shows that the movie is far older than I think it would be. Jack Black is holding up DVD's with great soundtracks he admires, ostentatiously singing the scores to her. He holds up The Graduate and sings a bit of Mrs. Robinson and then informs her that it was written for the movie and so technically is a score. The camera cuts to Dustin Hoffman, who is only in the movie to make this one brief cameo. He mutters to himself "I can't go anywhere."