The way your hair goes wavy when you wake up

[sovay]

All elements of the day pertaining to doctors or insurance were awful, including the hour of the morning at which I was awoken by a phone call canceling an appointment I had been waiting nearly a month for, even after I offered to pay out of pocket, which you would think a doctor's office would go for.

In the evening, however, spatch and I walked into Porter Square and not only was he delighted with the paperback of Matthew Kennedy's Joan Blondell: A Life Between Takes (2007/2014) with which I presented him as soon as I had collected it from the bookstore, the sight of it inspired one of his coworkers at the Somerville to whip out their phone and order their own copy on the spot, which I recognize is not Bigolas Dickolas Wolfwood levels of influence, but it still makes me happy. The bookstore clerk also spoke effusively of the biography's subject and especially recommended Desk Set (1957). Rock on, Joan Blondell.

Comments

[kore]

Disappointing doc appointments, or even the lack thereof, are a whole new level of suck.

Joan Blondell! I remember her in Tree Grows in Brooklyn, she was fantastic as Sissy.

I am tickled by a "book influencer" (or whatever the awful term is now) scale that goes from 0 (what would that be, the Amazon algorithm?) to Bigolas Dickolas.

[sovay]

Disappointing doc appointments, or even the lack thereof, are a whole new level of suck.

It's so true.

Joan Blondell! I remember her in Tree Grows in Brooklyn, she was fantastic as Sissy.

It's on the list! I have seen her overwhelmingly in the '30's, where she is a consistent reason to watch a film no matter what else is going on with it, and then sporadically in later decades, where she is still wonderful.

I am tickled by a "book influencer" (or whatever the awful term is now) scale that goes from 0 (what would that be, the Amazon algorithm?) to Bigolas Dickolas.

"On a scale from zero to Bigolas Dickolas, please rate" should absolutely become a thing.