ARE YOU GETTING BETTER AND/OR OLDER?

In a recent back issue, the topic of the phase of presently working or being retired was discussed, stating that if one is of a certain age and doesn’t appear to be involved in some kind of engagement that could be classified as “work”, one could–or would–assume that one is retired. This is a state of existence where one once had a source of a job for income that could also be labeled as a personal identity that’s outside of a domestic setting (family, etc.), but presently is no longer engaged in such a placement.

When we published that editorial, we received a number of letters and commentary notes that addressed that subject. Normally, we obtain a comment here and there over something that was published, sometimes weeks long after the fact. However, the comments we were receiving started to come in within the first twenty-four hours of release. (This news service normally releases each edition on Sundays usually between the hours of 9:00 PM-Midnight PST. Since the COVIG-19 epidemic began to take hold, we at times have been releasing an issue on Saturdays from 9:00 PM to as late as 3:00 AM PST the next day. Our first replies came early that Sunday morning!)

Anyway, much of what was being stated came from other readers that faced a similar aspect to our commentary. These replies we assumed were sent from those that were of a selected age–50 and over–noted that they, too, noticed that they were assumed to be within a state of retirement. Even to the effect that these people were in fact, working from home but still took the time to do other things around the household that wasn’t part of their traditional “work”. After all, one can slog through massive amounts of virtual “paperwork” all day with the need to do something else for just a moment–feed the dog, sweep the front sidewalk, or do some other things for their own peace of mind!

It’s been written in many places both in print and through online portals about the various positions of life where people living within a domestic setting have faced, especially during the phases of the COVIG-19 situation. Parents of kids under eighteen have been attempting to work from home (WFH) while their kids were out of a classroom setting due to physical schools shutting down or through so-called “extended summer vacation”. Also, people were laid off from their jobs that ranged from the younger groups (mostly working in food service) to those that were older working in such places as an office-type settings or some related aspect that wasn’t a WFH gig!

But this article isn’t so much speaking about COVIG-19. (We discussed that topic long enough!) We are speaking about the phases of feeling one’s age, especially when one knows what they are about to engage through their later journey in life.

Recently, I had the opportunity to view online (‘natch) a documentary entitled My First Last Film, made by a woman named Tracey Thomas, a retired tech executive based in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. According to the press notes as supplied from the title’s distributor, it stated that when she turned the age of sixty in 2014, she realized that she was entering a phase of life that she wasn’t too pleased over, asking such questions as “How did I get here (turning 60) so quickly?” So she turned to her “boyfriend” (more of a man closer to her age than a “boy”) named Dennis Peters, who was involved in film making. (Actually, the process of “making a film” should be called “creating a moving image capture” since many of those who are involved in such creation don’t use “film” as their medium, unless they have a lot of money to spend for the film lab development process–but we digress!)

So with camera in hand, along with the production crew to assist her, she started this documentary with the notion in interviewing other people who were 60 and up to address and make note to this specific form of life journey.

Sadly, while in the process of creating this documentary, Dennis was diagnosed with ALS, or Lou Gehrig’s Disease and eventually died of this illness. She continued through the process of creating this documentary after his death to gain awareness about others going through this similar phase, as well as discovering her own notion in life, adding that “..it’s a brave new world after 60, and (she’s) ready for whatever is next”.

First of all, for a first time “filmmaker”, Tracey’s documentary is rather impressive for what it contains. The doc itself seems to be divided upon three categories, each one woven throughout the feature. One third expresses about the companionship between her and Dennis and her dismantlement of grieving over him when he became ill, and the deep loss she faced when he died. Another third shows how she put this documentary together, showing scenes of her speaking with her crew, hovering over the editor looking at her many computer monitors viewing various “takes” and “rushes” (as edited on Apple’s Final Cut Pro), as well as dealing with the music composer on getting the right music beds in check. (The film composer, Cathy Grier, appears to be working from her home, a place where such documentary pieces tends to be slapped together!)

And of course, the last third (third third?) focuses upon the subject matter–interviewing both men and women over their opinions of reaching the seventh decade of their lives. And from what was seen or at least recalled by this reviewer, these people were rather rather satisfied to be in their current stage in life for what it was all worth. Yours truly doesn’t necessarily recall what they were presently involved with at the time of their interviews, but they appeared to be on what’s been called as their “second chapter” in their lives. Their immediate families (assuming that they had one) were all grown up, some were gone physically from a place or gone permanently through death. A few were with their spouses along their side–or possibly not! One woman made reference about her grandkids–family members that were rather important to her.

To give a disclaimer here. This writer turned that magic age last spring. The only way I personally feel the age I am is when it appears to work against me. When I am looking for gainful employment, it can be rather tough, if not nearly impossible, to find a job. Or perhaps knowing that if I wanted to maintain a “family”, I have to use an “adapted” version. I have to seek those that I am not related to by blood and/or marriage and to use these folks as my close friends as “family”–assuming that they want to be part of my “family” in that stance. (On another side note: Yes, I do have others I am related to by blood, but its been years since I had last communicated with any of them while assuming that they are all still living in the first place!)

As with all other “independent” fiction or non-fiction feature releases of late, many of those in release–including this title–are available to view through streaming portals or by way of video on-demand (VOD). Visit the documentary’s official website at
http://www.MyFirstAndLastFilm.net for further details.

Again, this isn’t really about seeing a life’s journey coming toward an ending or through closure. I really think of it as binge watching a TV/Video series with a fixed collection of episodes as it progresses. One knows that it will eventually comes to its conclusion. Then again, if the series one is burning through viewing episodes becomes a hit, one will know that a sequel/spin-off/revision/knock-off will be in the works, extending the life out of the intellectual property in question for many more years to come. That is how I see my life. And if one is really aged, one will see their life as a 12 or 14 chapter serial that Republic Pictures used to churn out from the 1930’s through the 1950’s, with each installment ending with a cliff hanger telling the viewer that the next thrilling episode will show in that very same theater the next week!

As The Rolling Stones once sang, “What a drag it is getting old…!”
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WHERE’S THE MAGIC?

It’s already August. This is the time for this writer to visit this month I’ve been awaiting for all year. This is the event of the year I’ve always knew as “Magic Time”, a period of the season where I would go on vacations (although I haven’t done so in recent years past, but always planned to go somewhere even if was only for the day), take advantage of the summer weather (sunny ‘n hot mostly), as well as recall the moments where I would spend nearly every day of the month attempting to cram episodes of adventures and thrills because the day after labor day, I would be back in school tied to a desk plopped inside of a stuffy classroom where my “sentence” would last for nine long months! As an adult, I don’t seem to have that kind of worry as I used to, but it’s always nice to know that the thought of such still remains.

For this year, it’s kinda different. Things haven’t been moving the way they should have. Events that was going to take place were either moved into the next year or outright cancelled. Getting things done were just limited to my household and personal space. In the spring season where the whole lockdown orders were in place, I had spent the time wisely getting around to doing the things I’ve been putting off for weeks, months, and years. By the Summer season, I could be outside with the notion of attending bar-b-cues with family and/or friends, going to the beach to hang out (not to swim), walking in the woods, and overall spending those lazy hazy crazy days with the shutdowns long past and semi-forgotten. And of course, that mask I had to wear (forced to wear?), would have already wound up in the trash heap!

Well, that was wishful thinking. As of this writing, the crisis that’s been the poster child for conversation, anxiety, and conspiracy plots is still here. Although pro and amateur sports is slowly getting itself together, the roar of the crowd either in the grandstands or in public places watching on many big-screen TV devices are not just the same. Some people are glad to watch the few scant games that are available, while other find them gone for now. If one was a big summer Olympic fan, one would have to wait until next year for the games in Tokyo to take heed—assuming that there isn’t another virus flare up going around!

But getting back to the magic thing. As yours truly has stated in past articles, August was the big month for me. I would look at this time knowing that summer has fully ripened. Fall was just around the corner where the seasonal notions would be experienced, from the leaves changing color, football would be in full swing, school is would be back, Halloween would haunt us again, Thanksgiving would have us deal with family and/or diets, and don’t forget the time known as “The Holidays” where shopping would become the big event!

Although I will not be forced to sit inside a classroom learning about subjects I held little to no interest in, I don’t hold much concern over schooling. I could go on a trip, but I don’t have any place to specifically go. Watching sports wasn’t really my thing, but if I was placed in a group-type setting and a sports match was blasting away on the TV set(s) nearby, that blasting would never bother me. In fact, an audible and/or visual sporting event serves as “wallpaper” to me. I would be knowing and aware that the game was being played, but I would never pay attention on who was up to bat, what team was closer to the goal post, or even who was doing the free throw.

Right now, all one can do is to look at the calendar while awaiting to hear from local officials on when elements are getting better or worse. And there is the always remembering to bring that mask with you because you never can tell when you would have to wear the thing when going to a place for your so-called everyday tasks. Instead of planning a series of events on a spontaneous moment, it’s now a long winded set of “hurry-up-and-waits”.

So for August, I’ll just try to go with the flow. Granted, maybe I’ll find just a bit of that magic somewhere. I’ll just have to pull more rabbits out of the hat to do such, or maybe deal with another deck of cards asking those to “pack a card..any card!” But what do I know? I only work here! (From home, ‘natch!!)
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RETIRE TO WHAT?

As you readers may be aware, this humble writer has been working from home (WFH) for some time. Since in this day and age thanks to the disposal of modern technology and the current virus crisis, it’s been more practical, if not a whole lot easier, to set up shop where one lives in order to do the same method of work as one would do in an office type setting placed in a remote location. Having such an office space is ideal if one was working with others doing something that’s akin to what one normally does far away somewhere. However, since I’m the sole “employee” here and the fact that I don’t have clients trolling in and out of my work space, setting up shop in the same location to where I hang my hat makes a whole lot of sense!

And since I tend to “hang around” (so to speak) at home, a few other people I have encountered through my travels obtain the assumption that I don’t appear to hold a full-time job. And since I am of a selected age that no longer qualifies me to be a “kid”, these same folks assume that I no longer work full time, if at all! In other words, they all take the strand that I am supposedly retired.

Now when it comes to being retired, one still may sense the traditional look of being in a state of retirement. To paint the picture of this stage of life that could be found in this domestic society, one may imagine an image of a married (white) couple over the age of sixty living in a large home that once had other family members dwelling within the same household. These family members were the kids of the couple who are adults and have families of their own. In other words, a couple living in an “empty nest” setting. The husband was working with a firm or some sort for a number of years. The wife could have also been employed somewhere as well, but not in the same capacity as the husband. At a given age (62, 65, or maybe an age that’s a lot younger or older), the husband leaves his job on his own or through circumstance. The spouse may have done the same thing. They decide to live out the rest of their lives under the stage of leisure.

They decide to take on longer vacations, or perhaps getting their home in gear for themselves, assuming they decide to keep the thing! They may either downsize by getting a place much smaller to where they previously lived, or maybe to take the plunge and to live in a community that caters to those that are in the same stages of life. Their professional lives are now behind them, always emphasizing to what they did for a living, rather than what they do for regular monetary gain.

I, myself, find this form of lifestyle as a double edged sword. Granted, living the life of Riley is OK for those that want to do this, but I myself find full time leisure to be rather dull and boring. Hitting the road and visiting spots around the nation, if not outside of the USA, is OK for what it is, but one can do that for so long. Living in a region located in a place along the Sun Belt is also fine if one doesn’t mind living in an community that is far from where one planted their roots (another euphemism here) in order to live with others that are just like one other (retired) who will spend the rest of their years in such a place where full time work is now for naught and playtime takes place whenever one wants it!

However, yours truly doesn’t have the notion of retirement in this sense. Although I do have a spouse at bay, I don’t live in an empty nest environment. (No kids and thus, the nest was empty to begin with!) Although yours truly does receives details from other retirement communities mostly located in Florida (placed on a mailing list no doubt), I somehow get an idea of what it would be like to live in such a place. However, as amusing as the sale pitches that are created to convince me to head on over there to live my final days, I don’t care much for these joints. They may be idea for other folks and rightly so! But for me? I’ll tip my hat to ‘em all and wish all of them well–and that’s about it!

So if anyone out there finds me around my home base during a typical Monday through Friday schedule between the daylight hours of 9:00 AM through 5:00 PM (give or take), don’t assume that I am in any stage of retirement. I just don’t work in an traditional office space. And since it’s rather trendy to indeed work from home, I’m just part of those that are on the payroll in the same place to where I live and breath. Granted, there isn’t any office politics to deal with, let alone office gossip! There are no water cooler conversations going around, and there are no other employees that I can live with or live without! Then again, those place of settlements are fine for a plot point to use in a lame TV sitcom somewhere. But this isn’t TV. Then again, what is..?
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MY WRITING IS BETTER THAN YOURS!

During the time when the shutdowns were more intense, I decided to take advantage of some of the things I could finally get around doing. And since much of my time is taken from churning out this here newsletter, I had to fulfill the space that would normally be allowed for film and theater reviews. And since there was no theater or movies to review, something had to be done.

And what best way to place my musings on this page was to create original content, the kind of stuff that isn’t more repeats of vital statistics of the current media. In fact, when we did a formal informal poll on what our readers (that’s you by the way), wanted to see within these here pages, that reply we obtained was for content that came from the almost personal life and times of yours truly a.k.a me!

Now granted, I was at first used to be a so-called standard journalist type. This would be a person that would create a report that gave the facts of an event of an occurrence. However, when it ever became a so-called slow period news-wise, I would create some form of musings that would deemed fit for our readership, as well as keeping within the scope to what Accessibly Live Off-Line was all about.

So I though I’d brush up my Shakespeare (so to speak) on practicing writing first person episodes of the life and times of yours truly. It wouldn’t necessarily be an autobiography of me, giving a play-by-play blow of how I started from rags to riches (or riches to rags, depending how I felt), but to extract a slice of life tale what was part of my well-being.

So I was able to find a class on creative writing offered by one of the local community colleges in the region. This class, offered through the application of the year, Zoom, would be a class that “gathered” once every week for some two hours per session. Here, the instructor would lead us in a few writing assignments that dealt in various topics based on what the group’s leader would suggest.

I will state before I continue in this tale that this class was part of a series of classes offered with the umbrella title “Encore”, geared to those that were of a certain age i.e. Seniors. Although the minimum suggested age was 50 and over, most of what was offered in the college catalog (printed on paper no doubt), appeared to favor those that were close to the traditional retirement age. This would roughly translate to those 60 and over, since those of that period in life would likely have more time on their hands to commit to a class. And for the Spring session, the classes that were formally offered in traditional classroom settings, everything was pushed (forced?) online. Many of those older are somewhat hip to high tech applications, so getting online would be rather easy(er). Then again, their adult kids and even their grandkids would lend a hand on setting up the computer device and/or smartphone in getting them stated online.

Anyway, back to my tale. This writing class featured about a dozen or so students on board. If you want to count myself, we consisted of a happy baker’s dozen. And since I guess of who was on board does fit my guess of demographic makeup, everyone appeared to be 60 and over, the eldest person was eight-two years of age! (I know this fact because the woman stated she was 82, and had the personality that backs this fact up!)

The instructor, who appeared to be in her early 70s, gave one assignment where we would write about a few topics from our no-so distant past. She suggested to take our current age and divide that age by twelve. This would mean one would write upon a selected topic that occurred at age zero through twelve. Then the next phase would be around the time the writer was twelve to twenty-four, and so on.

The topics the instructor picked was something in the nature as Where did you live? Who took care of you? Did you have any pets? What is your earliest memory? You kinda get the idea!

So we were given this assessment, and we would have to read it to the class for the next session. I myself, looked at this list and found it to be rather amusing. If appeared that when people are heading toward the final stages within their life, they left more ground behind that what they are heading towards. In other words, lots of these folks have more of a past to comment upon that a present or even a future to speak of. Yeah, I somehow get the stereotype that those of the “baby boomer” generation knew what it was like living back in the “good old days”, as well as knowing what is right, or should be right. They may think that Tic-Tok is the sound that a clock makes, but at least a telling (or retelling) of a past life has its amusing notions. After all, I somehow got caught in that web, so I should talk!

Anyway, a week went by and now it’s the second class. Yes, just about everyone present (two people were missing) had a short essay to read. Once that essay was read by the writer, we were given the chance to comment upon the writings, using points on the content of the subject, how is was composed, how detailed it was, how it was based on “the facts”, and other points. Many of those present admitted that they were far from being professional writers, but each one had their proper grammar and context to what makes an essay something worth reading. Then again, this is from a generation that were weened on writing real letters on paper, rather that knocking off tweets at forty characters or less, not counting a hashtag or three!

I personally found many of these people’s writings as rather well crafted. Many did give off enough descriptions where one can use their imagination to “see” in their minds, the people, places, and things that made up of the entries everyone churned out!

I can’t say that everyone was playing an intentional or unintentional game of “can you top this?” where everyone is making some feeble attempt to become the best writer inside of the writer’s room! After all, they were writing one of those eight million stories in the naked city that came from different places and periods of life. Some entries were funny, a few were dramatic, and even one or two teetered toward sadness. But they were there for what they were worth.

When it came to my turn to submit my part of the assignment, I somewhat cheated. Given the fact that I didn’t get around to doing my homework until the last minute, I just grabbed a back column I created previously for ALO-L, and adapted it for this class. You might say I was stealing from myself!

But that’s OK though! I wasn’t worried if my entry wasn’t too good for these folks. In fact, it appeared as the total opposite! Some of these other entries the class submitted was pretty decent for what they were. One person’s tale of living in San Francisco in the post-war years of the 1940’s could have been something out of a Sam Spade yarn, where the gumshoe saw his town located off the bay to be dingy, dirty, or overall, a gritty mess! If was far from the San Francisco of now where everything is over gentrified, if not priced out of a league of earning 200k a year that wasn’t good enough for a down payment of buying a tool shed!

Anyway, the output of the class’s writing were still decent nevertheless. Of course, I only enrolled in this class not so much for revamping my skills, but because it was there. And the price of enrollment was right. (Free, ‘natch!)

For the record, I only stayed on for one more session. I dropped out after the third! Not because I didn’t care to continue, but the fact that a trade group I belong to decided to host their sessions via Zoom on the same day at the same time! After all, business comes become pleasure, so I just took the lesser of the two evils!

I can’t say how the class did on their other lessons. But based upon the entries read on sessions two and three, I will state that each one could receive a passing grade! Then again, it was a class to give somebody something to do–if I myself only had the the same luxury! Then again, I could catch up on my TV binge watching, but that’s for another session as that stands!
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AN EDITORIAL UPDATE TO WHAT’S GOING ON, AND THE DRAW OF BEING THERE!

Over the past few weeks, we have been receiving a number of letters and inquires over some of our editorial content we have been posting with our weekly issues. Many, if not all, had to deal with two very obvious elements.

The two that we’ll address is why we didn’t necessarily comment upon the aspects of the current health crisis a.k.a COVIG-19, as well as the issues of race, especially with some of the events that’s been taking place in late-May and much of June.

Although the letters we have received states much of the same aspects only worded differently, we will attempt to answer these two issues with this blanket reply.

Let us mention by stating that we are a news service that reports upon the multimedia, as well as creating commentary of those concerns by my own point of view. (You decide if you wish to accept them for how they exist–within reason of course!) And many of these aspects are indeed important and should be addressed and not ignored.

It is true that multimedia did play a part in both concerns. For the COVIG-19 part, there had been a lot of ups and downs noted from a spike of TV viewership to a drop of going out for entertainment purposes. Theaters were shut down as both live stage performances and as moving picture houses. Habits of this participating public had been totally altered. People have been seeing each other through applications that was somewhat unknown by the start of this year, and had now been noted as a verb. (“We’re going to Zoom our happy hour gathering!”) And those that could not work from home, viewing video, and even creating content, kept people busy from getting out from their gourds.

As to the event leading up to the issues involving a death of a Black/African-American in the hands of a police force? Well, media did play a role in that event, and even brings that issue out in its open range.

For starters, the entire event in question was video captured through various sources, from security cameras that were affixed on nearby buildings and posts, as well as from individuals that had smartphones that had the ability of capturing moving imagery, often in high definition that’s been deemed suitable as “broadcast quality” imagery.

If it wasn’t for these concepts that are now available, what did take place would have been only limited to eyewitnesses that were there at the scene as well as for any police reports that would have been filed. And both of those results would have been based upon a “he-said-she-said” guideline of reporting the facts and the fictions.

And that brings to another element we’ll note here. Thanks to these smartphones that appears that everybody seems to have at their disposal, it’s quite possible to capture both still and moving imagery of what’s occurring in front of the phone holder. Generally, use of this spontaneity is based on practical and pleasant reasons, such as taking pictures of a building site for record keeping, or taking imagery of your pals acting a bit goofy for amusement sake. And when a tragic event occurs, one holds the natural sense of capturing that moment for the same reasons, although there is no “fun” aspect connected to speak of.

Once upon a time, if one became an eye witness of some occurrence that was of a tragic nature, it would never been seen by anyone who was not there. Unless one happened to have a camera device on their person when the whole thing made its mark, it was possible to transcribe the event. But the chances of that occurring would have been near zero. It’s just based on fate and being present at the right place and the right time.

This form of capturing an event as it took place once occurred to yours truly! When I was working for a local cable TV system based in suburban Minneapolis, I was with my video equipment shooting static shots of a pedestrian bridge that was located next to a junior high school. The shots were made for a local news report for the city to place more of these bridges near schools that were along any major streets that held a lot of traffic. I was there around 3:30 that afternoon when school was letting out. A lot of the students were scattered about as school was over for the day, and the shots of the kids crossing the bridge showed the importance of such bridges.

While I was in front of the school, a few police sirens were heard coming in from a distance. Then a squad car came racing in to the school’s front driveway, sirens wailing with flashing lights and all. I continued to tape this squad car as it pulled in front of the main entrance, when two officers were seen exiting the car and getting in to the building.

A few moments later, I saw the offices escorting out a middle aged man that was handcuffed at his back. The offices then proceeded to place the man into the squad car. He then began to struggle with the offices, yelling at them. Then the offices placed him face down at the front hood of the squad car, holding him down while the man continued to yell. They held him down for a few moments until he eventually calmed himself down.

While this was all going on, a small group of kids were gathering near the squad car attempting to see what was going on. The cops didn’t appear to shoo the kids away. They were still holding this man face down as he hovered over the hood of the squad car still cuffed. Although the kids were keeping their distance away, some appeared to be what one could call as placing themselves in a too-close-for-comfort distance. But these were a bunch of kids middle school aged, not being as hip to danger as kids of this same age would know about in today’s landscape.

And what did occur on that day? It seems that the man was going through a bitter divorce case that involved the custody of his thirteen year old daughter. He tried to enter the school with the attempt to grab his daughter using some force. He encountered a school official that would not allow him to grab his kid right there. A scuffle then occurred. Somebody called the police. They arrived and apprehended the man. The daughter, who later because aware of this episode, wasn’t harmed.

The above play-by-play was using the facts gathered from a local news article that appeared the next day in a community newspaper.

Although that episode didn’t create a major cause of concern, it was my placement of being there while I had a video camera. I was able to capture every moment while I was near to be in the outdoor space while keeping my distance. (I was on the front sidewalk where much of the close ups shot were provided through a zoom lens that was on the camera device I was using.)

For the record, this event occurred in 1983, some thirty-seven year ago. This event was recorded on VHS videotape. The only other portable technology that was made available at the time to anyone else would have been a portable radio, or perhaps a “walkman”-type cassette player. Phones were still limited as hard lines verses wireless, and TV was receive only. But if this event occurred in today’s landscape, just about every student present would have been able to capture still and moving imagery of this event with their phones while knowing that they would have been kept far away! Unless the local SWAT teams didn’t keep everyone away in the first place!

So with all of these things being said and done, please remember that we can’t address every single issue that may be deemed as important by the public at large! And also remember there are far too many places in cyberspace that will address those issues far better (or worse) that we could ever muster up! We are not the only media game in town, and we knew these facts since we began nearly a quarter century before!

PS…For many years, that innocent video recording was once thought of as a forgotten and possibly erased tape as the news story I was working on was later killed by our managing editor on duty. A few years ago when I was going through my archive of videotapes, I discovered the master tape as it was incorrectly labeled, thinking the tape had some other content recorded. Although now the footage remains in my archive, it has never been shown in any public setting nor was it ever uploaded in any public media portal. (i.e. YouTube, etc.) Although there are no immediate plans to release this footage at this time even though too many years have passed for the subjects depicted could protect themselves legally, this footage may soon become available for reference and academic purposes.

Until then, stay tuned…..!
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STATE OF THE UNION ADDRESS

About one year ago when we completed our last State Of The Union Address issue, we were really looking forward to our next fiscal year that lied ahead. At the time, we were going to call the last six months of 2019 as a success. Although we were planning to cut down on our editorial content, we were receiving email letters asking us to not cut down. If we were to cut down, we were asked to add more personal stories for the life and times of yours truly rather than news one can find somewhere else. This meant that our readership was going up (which it was by the fourth quarter of ’19 according to our audits of circulation and the count of online “hits”), and the notion that we were receiving a genuine following i.e. “likes”!

We were also looking forward to a new decade! This decade told us that we were getting the Roarin’ 20’s back! We were going to celebrate the end of the teens and a welcome to the 20s! We were going to whip out a recipe for bathtub gin, taking our raccoon coats out of storage, cranking up the Ford Model “T” to take it out for a spin, catch up on the latest phrases such as “Hot-Cha-Cha”, and “Vo-Do-De-Oh-Do”, dance to the Charleston with the music by Rudy Valee and Paul Whiteman playing on the Victrola, while catching up with some dramatic flicks starring Clara Bow or Rudolph Valentino, get a few laughs with the antics of Buster Keaton and Harold Lloyd, and to hear Al Jolson tell us that we ain’t heard nothing yet! It was going to be a new year and a new decade full of hope, wonder, and how much we have been progressing with the Great Recession getting farther and father away as seen on our rear view mirror!

Well, we did get our roarin’ 20s all right, but not the kind of things we had in mind! All we got was a taste of the Great Depression, loaded with massive unemployment, breadlines snaking around the blocks, people full of anxiety, fear, and uncertainty, and it was lead by a President that didn’t seem to care much for its citizens and the “common people” that made up the majority of those living and working in the US of A.

For 3/4” of our fiscal year that ran from July 1st, 0f ’19 and ending on June 30th, it appeared that we were going to have one of those “best years yet” times we love to brag about. But around March 13th a.k.a. Friday the 13th, our stepping out on the good foot turned out that we just stepped into a pile of dog s#it! Since that moment, all hell started to break loose. Folks were getting some strange illness that didn’t seem to have a proper name, only a moniker that resembled a vanity license plate number. Some people did get this illness. Many recovered, while some perished. In order to stop this virus that seemed to have been invented by a hack writer of lame science fiction stories, businesses were ordered to limited patrons entering its doors, then shutting down completely. Movie theaters started to shut down, So did Hollywood itself. Live theater shows came to a grinding halt. Schools were ordered to shut down, forcing their students ranging from elementary school to post-graduate to take classes online, later taking those online portals into graduation. A little known web application calling itself “Zoom” became the app of the year, if not for the new decade! Before long, just about any and every form of in-person meeting were suddenly turned into virtual meetings and events via Zoom.

Before long, the name Zoom became a verb in the same stance as “Google” changed its part of the domestic lexicon. Cancellations of any form of live something or another arrived from everywhere. It was a “Slaughter On Tenth Avenue” for conventions, gatherings, and just about any from of activity that was going to be attended by more than three people standing at clos(er) range.

Even holidays were on the calendar came and went, but they didn’t play out the ways intended. There we no St. Patrick’s Day celebrations in bars or on the street. No Easter egg hunts or Easter brunches. Ditto for Mother’s Day brunches. Memorial Day was nearly forgotten. Father’s Day may have a barbecue going, but no sports to watch on the big screen TV! And for fireworks on the Fourth of July? Instead of going off with a bang, it went off as a bust!

Although yours truly has been working for home for quite a while virus or otherwise, it became part of the so-called “new normal” by default. WFH was now linked to WTF. With those that were lucky enough to take advantage with WHF, many didn’t! Just ask the 40 million that applied for employment insurance. Or ask the businesses that applied for a PPP loan from the SBA–if they were able to snag a loan! As it’s now getting to a “wait and see” to find out who’s going to be the last (wo)man standing!

Finally, there was a brief wave of “civil unrest” taking place in this nation, only to make the sense of a virus threat only worse within the morals of its citizens.

So where does all of these aspects fit within on our status at ALO-L? First of all, our goal here was not only to provide some from of editorial content based upon current trends or through personal perspectives from the life and times of this writer. And we were providing news and reviews from the fields of movies, selected television programming, and the realm of regional and community theater–or bread and better so to speak.

Our last theater review was published back in Vol. 25-No 12. We haven’t reviewed a live show since then because there were no live shows to review. Some of the smaller theater companies and the theater locations itself may not present a program for a while. A few of these outlets will never come back. And everyone is hurting for everything from cash money to keeping the lights lit–ghost lights be damned!

But we will still be plugging away, we are lucky enough to keep our lights on, our internet connection going, our Zoom accounts active and up to date using Zoom 5.03, and even making sure that dinner will still be on the table and our coffee pots will be full in keeping up alert and awake! And to add a disclaimer, our parent company Linear Cycle Productions did apply–and received–a loan from the SBA for our media archiving services. (Visit http://www.LinearCycleProductions.com for more information.)

So as we start another fiscal year, we will have our chins up as high as we can get away with it all. We will keep reminding ourselves that everything is going to be fine ‘cuz the experts all agree! And yes, this too shall pass! By the next year, we are going to look back at these times with a hearty laugh or with a good cry, whatever comes first! But in all forms of strife, one winds up to be smarter, stronger, and ready to take upon the next challenges that may lie ahead! As the old song once told us, “We’ve done it before and we can do it again!” We can do it again! This time around, we will finally know just what we are doing!

PS…We also learned how to cook too! Have you ever made a macaroni and cheese dish that is far better than the slop once served in a elementary school lunchroom? This dish isn’t for kids that are fixed on their smartphones, but for the former kids that didn’t even have a dime in their pockets to use a pay phone!

As so it goes….
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NEWS AND REVIEWS

The Sierre Madre Playhouse of the city of the same name will present a staged reading of David Henry Hwang’s YELLOW FACE on Wednesday, July 8th.

Yellow Face is the playwright’s memoir of a protest he lead in the 1990’s objecting the casting of Jonathan Pryce as the Asian pimp in the original Broadway production of Miss Saigon, who wasn’t of Asian decent, but was causation. This caused a scandal in the theater world that note that those playing a role of a specific race should be performed by a person that was of that same ethnic origin.

Drew Barr will direct the reading of Yellow Face for this one day only performance. Unlike previous Sierre Madre Playhouse stage readings, this upcoming reading will be conducted online.

Although this reading will be presented online without charge (although the theatre will be honored to accept a donation), reservations are required. To reserve your spot, visit the link at https://ci.ovationtix.com/35040/production/1030062?performanceId=10551708

Under General Admission, select the number of people for whom you would like to make a reservations. Select Checkout and follow further instructions to complete checkout No physical tickets are required for this event! Disregard the Will Call ticket details from the purchase confirmation email reply.

This performance will be available to view online on July 8th between the hours of 12:00 PM through 11:59 PM (PST)

Those making their reservations to “attend” will be offered to view a live post-show talkback with Sierra Madre Playhouse Artistic Director Christian Lebano, Director Drew Barr, and a cast member (to be announced) on Thursday, July 9th at 6:00 PM (PST). An online link to access this talkback will be sent following the show.

The Sierre Madre Playhouse is located at 87 West Sierre Madre Blvd. in Sierre Madre. Live performances at this playhouse will begin in the 2021 calendar year. For more details, visit the theater at http://www.sierramadreplayhouse.org
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We’ll still keep you posted when we will offer new reviews in the world of regional theater, feature films, or anything else of noteworthy interest!

Keep watching this space!
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THE WRITING ON THE WALL or THE ORIGINAL TWEETS

Editor’s Note: Events may not open as fast as they have within the last weeks due to a possible threat of a relapse of cases of the COVID-19 virus reported in the state of California and the Los Angeles region.

However, we are keeping an eye of things when the moment arrives towards the sense of so-called “normalcy”.

Until then, we will continue to publish the articles that were written long before all current events took hold, such as the article below.

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In the previous issue, this humble writer composed an article on a book of etiquette that I obtained from a long forgotten relative.

When I pulled that book from the bookshelf it was placed on, I found another book that I had also obtained through the years. It wasn’t a book that I inherited from my family estate, it was a book I grabbed from a long forgotten garage sale. But it’s not really a book per se. It’s a thin 8” x 5” softcover booklet that one could mistake as an owners manual for a electronic device or appliance. However, it’s indeed a curio that speaks about an expression that people used to get a point or two across.

The book itself is entitled Graffiti: Selected Scrawls from Bathroom Walls, published in 1967 by Parallax Publishing, that was part of Simon & Schuster at the time. The book itself consists of graffiti and various writings that were found on the walls of rest rooms as collected by Robert Reisner, a journalist that worked on the jazz music beat for The Village Voice. Each writing prose compiled was categorized by its subject matter such as “Sarcasm and Cynicism”, “Politics”, “Inspiration”, “Homosexual Billets-Doux”, (graffiti written by those in the homosexual/gay community),“Wishes, Yearnings, and Desires”, and other topics of distinction. Many of these writing are rather humorous, while others are explicit (for the era anyway), and rightly honest for what they appear, since most (if not all) of these musing scribbled down were not meant to be recorded in any means of form. They would only last on the walls as long as the ink from the pens didn’t fade out, or they were cleansed off, painted over, or perhaps the walls the writings once appeared were removed from its former spaces.

To give various samples of what Mr. Reisner collected, these are some of the quotes that were compiled that made the final edition of this book(let). These bits of graffiti were mostly found in the men’s room as discovered in public places located within the Manhattan New York areas in the middle 1960‘s, based on the thoughts and opinions of men who would normally patronize the clubs, bars, restaurants, and related locations as the book notes. However, there were some writing of graffiti found in rest rooms located in public schools, drive-ins, retailers such as Woolworth’s, and even stuff written in the ladies rooms! The latter fact assumes that women during this era would even take the time to write anything on the walls where they “did their business”. (And for the record, men would even do “real” business in the men’s room, such as cutting a business deal, signing a contract, or to do outside of what was the usual bathroom duties i.e. doing a “number one” or a “number two!”)

For instance, in the category of Sarcasm and Cynicism, Reisner jotted down such prose as Asian flu for Asians only, Stamp out mental health, Stamp out reality, Stamp out Bert Parks, The graffiti in the men’s room Is better (found on the wall of the ladies room at Lion’s Head, located at 59 Christopher Street), and a musing that had Do Not Write On Walls stenciled by the management of the Forum Coffee House located on Avenue “A”. Below somebody added You want we should type maybe?

In keep with being philosophical, there were a number of lines that speak a truth, such as There are no answers, only mysteries, Obey good laws, break bad ones, When in doubt, worry, The pen is mightier than the pencil, and, Eat, drink, and be merry for tomorrow you may be radioactive.

Politics were in high fashion that spoke about what was going on in the nation expressing political leaders such as All the way with L.B.J., L.B.J. either way, Half the way with L.B. J., L.B.J. for ex-President, L.B.J. takes trips, F-ck the great society, and Impeach Johnson. Below that line somebody added We already tried it stupid, in the 19th century!

Urinals also had their fair shake (pun?) as well! A number of instruction were given on how close one should stand to the urinal, such as We aim to please, you aim too, please, Puritan with short muskets step up to the firing line, Pilots with short engine mounts-please taxi up close, Men with short bats stand close to the plate, Stand up close. The next man might have holes in his shoes, If you can read this you are not aiming in the right direction, and If you are reading this you are probably pissing in your left shoe. Below that line somebody wrote No, my right shoe I’m cross-eyed.

When it came to religion, that topic was not spared. Perhaps something to note were reaction from the infamous Time Magazine cover of the issue dated April 8, 1966 that has the headline Is God Dead? on its cover. The reaction to that headline as expressed on the restroom wall went as God isn’t dead-he just doesn’t want to get involved, God ain’t dead, he’s just playing possum, and a few of these variations:

God Is Dead-Time
Time Is Dead-God
God Is Not Dead-Billy Graham
Who’s Billy Graham?-God

and..

God Is Dead-Time
Time is Dead-God
God and Time are dead-Billy Graham
God is Time-Dead
And to follow up- Billy Graham is the religious editor of Time.

These above entries, as extracted from this book now long out of print, gives an idea to whose bit of prose survived time and tide. It was a way where one could state what they wanted on any topic, no matter how offensive and taboo the subject really was.

Although restroom graffiti still exists, there are other places where the public at large can say their piece, and that place of course is online. Twitter is perhaps the modern day equivalent of graffiti where anyone with a Twitter account can “tweet” their way to happiness for the entire world to see, not just limited to somebody who stumbles upon those scribbles found on a wall in a rest room set within some hole-in-the-wall joint.

It would be nearly impossible to collect such Twitters for a collection of such “wit”. That is, unless one limited themselves to a specific person. The current king of the USA has much of his tweets already collected. (Comedy Central recently hosted a traveling “gallery” show consisting of art pieces consisting of framed quotes extracted from The Donald’s amusing commentary as posted through this Twitter account featuring the best of his so-called “wit”!) But again, that is for a person of public interest rather than another John or Jane Q. Public that may be out there or not!

But if one holds the hankering (and if local rules apply), just whip out that ol’ Sharpie and write what ‘cha feel! Just make sure it’s amusing enough! After all, if you gotta go…
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NEWS AND REVIEWS

We recently received word that Pat Taylor, a fellow theater reviewer and a good friend of AOL-L, passed away last June 18th of natural causes at the age of 76.

Yours truly would occasionally see her at the many theaters that dotted the Los Angeles region. Her “beat” was the eastern San Fernando Valley area (Burbank, North Hollywood, Toluca Lake, etc.) where she was one of the staff writers for local/community theater for The Toluca Times.

As of this writing, services are pending. More details can be found through her obit at
https://www.dignitymemorial.com/obituaries/burbank-ca/patricia-taylor-9228107
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Next week, ALO-L’s annual “State Of The Union” address!
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BE POLITE!

Editor’s note: Although things are very slowly getting back into a state of normalcy (whatever “normalcy” means), we here at ALO-L central decided to go back to publish a few articles that were mean to be released long before the current crisis took its hold.
The following article was meant to be released in late March. However, it does provide a nice diversion to what’s going on in the world. Don’t ya think??
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Not too long ago, I was lucky to inherit some books and related goods from a deceased relative of mine. This was from a cousin I bailey knew. In fact, the last time I recall seeing her was sometime in the 1980’s when my grandparent passed away, and she and I was there for the funeral. All I know of this person what she was in her middle 70’s at the time of her death, and died of an unspecified illness.

Anyway, I requested from the family that I could obtain any personal photos she had, or any home movie footage shot on 8mm, Super 8mm, or 16mm film that may exist. After dealing with the person (some probate attorney) handling the estate, I was told that I would receive the requested good if (or when) they could be found.

Some five years passed. Then one afternoon, I received a medium sized box from some address in Chicago I didn’t recognize from the law firm handing her estate. I was hoping that it would be the collection of photos and related media I asked for way back when. I somewhat forgot this request since I didn’t think I would receive anything, so I wrote the whole thing off. But now this box was finally here. I thought to myself that my long awaiting for the goods finally paid itself off!

So upon opening the box thinking I would find photo albums or perhaps reels of film, all I was able to find was a collection of hardcover and paperback books. There was no note attached to this collection. All there was to be found was a series of hard cover novels published in the 1980’s, as well as a collection of mass produced paperbacks. Again, those were novels published around the same time, something one would find in any standard garage sale selling for whatever one could get for them, if anything at all!

I was rather disappointed over this cache of books that frankly wasn’t what I had asked for. Never mind the fact that these books were once part of this long forgotten relative’s library. It didn’t seem it held any sentimental value. Or at least not to me.

However, there was one book that caught my eye. It was the only book that wasn’t a novel published in recent years. It was the only book that wasn’t even in the greatest shape. The dust jacket had water stains on its lower half, and the pages were slightly yellowed with a discolored piece of Scotch tape holding the jacket together from a tear. However, it was a book that spoke upon a period of domestic society that has long disappeared and has changed drastically since it was published.

The book in question was entitled The Seventeen Book of Etiquette and Entertaining, written by Enid A. Haupt, and published by David McKay Company, Inc, based in New York.

This book was first published in 1963 and was written by the then Editor-In-Chief of Seventeen Magazine, a title that was first published in 1944 as a magazine for teenage girls, and continued its run as a monthly until 2017 when it became an every other month selection. Today, it’s only published as separate stand alone issues when its current publisher, Hearst Publications, find the need for a print edition. However, it’s still alive and living online at at http://www.Seventeen.com

Anyway, getting back to the book. On the inside cover cover written in ink is my cousin’s name with the year-1963. On the second page, somebody wrote with a felt tip pen “Happy Etiquette! Craig”. I don’t know who this “Craig” is (or was). Perhaps it was a (boy)friend of hers long forgotten as I don’t know of any relations with the name of Craig.

I started to go over this book that lists in detail the ideas and tips a young woman of the era should follow. It covers everything from keeping personal habits in check, how to be nice with family, friends and in public. It provides advice on how to compose letters, how to speak to people in person and on the phone, as well as what to wear, when, and how. And of course, it also gives advice on how to act and react with the opposite sex i.e. “boys”.

Being the fact that the topic of sex is far more amusing than on how to host dinner parties, I turned to the chapter entitled “Boys Boys Boys”. Sure enough, the entire chapter covers the topic of this species of humans that are known to girls, but something that isn’t known enough!

My cousin used a yellow highlighter marker to make this sentence listed in the first paragraph. It reads “Any girl can get a date, have a boy in love with her, become engaged and get married. Fix these facts in your mind and believe in them and you will be successful in getting along with boys.” (The italics appear in the book as published!)

Apparently, she had to confirm herself in getting this fact straighten out so she would know just what to do to with believing the idea that it was rather possible to get a boy’s attention just by following the rules. And this chapter would tell her just how to go about the process!

There are a very long list of things one must do, what to say, how to say it and so on! And when it comes to sex, a word that interestingly enough, never appears in this part of the book (the italics are of this writer’s addition), it does inform (warn?) the reader on how to be careful so the boy won’t put the make on her!

F’instance, in the section of this chapter called Manners in Love, it states that the reader should stay friends with the boy treating him as a casual beau and to be honest with him, such as keeping the lights on, making sure that somebody else was in the house, and to avoid such situations as long drives in the country, moonlight walks on the beach, and spending evenings in a fire lit room with a thousand love songs on the record player. It was suggested to leave the new jazz and the old twist records on the machine and move the ping-pong table nearby! So instead plopping some mood music recorded by Tony Bennett or Frank Sinatra, it’s best to twist again (like you did last summer) with Chubby Checker, or to swipe your dad’s disks cut by Dave Brubeck or Miles Davis while engaging in a hot and heavy game of ping-pong!

Yes, the above notes does sound like they were taken from an episode of The Donna Reed Show where Mary Stone would entertain her beau, or even The Adventures of Ozzie & Harriet where Ricky would invite some young lass to the Nelson household to play his latest hit.

But that was what this nation was going through in those so-called innocent times where nice girls didn’t “do it”. And even if they did and the boy didn’t bother to head on over to the neighborhood Rexall Drugs to grab a box of “pros” before the fact, she would eventually get a bun in the oven. Then the girl’s daddy would grab his trusty Remington rifle out from the hall closet and tells the boy to start drawing up marriage plans–or else!

I won’t get into details on other tips on etiquette it speaks of, such as how to host “adult” dinner parties, or proper ways to send letters to those in public office such as how to address the First Lady of the USA. (Hint: Address her as “Mrs. Kennedy”.) But this book, among all of the other books I received, was the only keeper. I can’t say if my cousin ever followed these rules as I never really got to know much about her, but at least she had the tips on hand to guide her whenever the notion called for it.

Not too far from where this writer hangs his hat, there is a community library where a local resident placed a bookshelf outside of his home. There are a number of books on the shelf where neighbors are encouraged to take a book, and to possibly leave a book for those to later take and enjoy. So all of those books once owned by my late cousin were plopped on those selves awaiting for their good homes. The only selection from this ghost library that remains was this book written by Mrs. Haupt that inform those women of the baby boom era (first generation), on to follow for a preparation of a happy and healthy life as a woman of domestic society.

PS…Was there ever a book written for boys to follow etiquette-wise? Perhaps, but nothing that this writer is aware of, or at least not created from this era. Maybe boys already knew on what to do and what to say. Perhaps they never knew, let alone even cared to learn! However, maybe they through if Elvis can get away in what he did in his moving pictures, maybe they could pull the same stunt! After all, what’s the harm in a little fun in Acapulco anyway? (Thunkathunkaverymuch!)
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NEWS AND REVIEWS

There are some good news to report! Many of the movie theater chains such as AMC, plan to reopen their movie houses on July 12th through limited capacity. Some places will request patrons to don face masks with entreating their places. Of course, if one is consuming popcorn, soda pop and the like, one can remove the mask when eating and drinking (‘natch!)

To obtain information on who is opening up and its procedures, visit the designated theater’s website for complete details!

As to what’s available on the big screen? Many of the studios are making mad scrambles on getting their schedules going. Again, check the theater to find out what’s playing!

So as Gene ‘n Rodger used to say, we’ll see you at the movies!!
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LAST “MAN” STANDING

For a lot of places and businesses, being shut down due to the current crisis has been hard enough. With no activity going as well as any form of cash flow to deal with, the notion of who is going to survive and who is going to fail brings forth upon the devastation that’s been taking place that has leaped out from nowhere only to bite anyone and everyone hard in the a$$.

As things begin to slowly open up, not everything is running in full capacity. Restaurants will have to limit its capacity as low as 25% of what they used to provide. Some retailers will still offer curbside service but nothing much more. Businesses that are not deemed as “essential” is willing to welcome back its customers, assuming that they are going to even show up! With the notion of having those learning how to make do with what they have, they have learned that going through the “waist-not-want-not” method of progression has become their revised normal. This just means that they may no longer hold an interest in coming back to that business in question thanks to learning how to do or have things go as the “smaller-faster-cheaper” methods of life.

And what makes it even worse, many of these businesses that’s been part of their community, both physically and methods that they cater to, could not hold the weight of not working or being able to serve those that want to be served. Many of these establishments were barely operating even before all hell broke loose. Now that the hell has made its escape out in the world as we know it, their ability to operate has before has met its match.

One specific form of business is the performing arts, especially for the live theater production companies and theater spaces. For many generations especially in a town such as Los Angeles where there are a lot of folks that work (or desire to work) in the theater, it was the place to be! From the actors on stage, the crews that work off stage, the technicians that make the theater magic happen, and those that attend the shows as a studio audience, live theater is the experience to take part of. It’s far from just watching a movie, and even father than something to view on a video screen. It’s entertainment that makes its worth while.

Many of these theaters functioned as non-profits, replying upon grants, donations, and whatever they can get from the box office. Some of these places reap in large amounts while others can barley keep their light on!

In last week’s issue, we published a message from the North Hollywood Arts Council over the fate of the theater companies and playhouse that exist on or along the Lankershim and Magnolia Blvd. corridors. They, along with other playhouse, hasn’t performed anything since middle March. A few will become lucky enough to offer something to prove to its patrons that they are still out there. Others may take their leave of absence with the promise to return one day–whenever that “one day” will be! And a few will close its doors for the final time, never to return.

And it’s not just the theater companies that’s in trouble. Many other smaller retail based outlets face this same challenge. The ol’ mom-and-pop places faced tough times even before the virus took its hold. Anything done on-line was its mortal enemy. But because people were forced to stay at home, or those that stayed in place by choice, doing stuff on-line was easy, fast, and most of all, convenient! After all, who would not want to have bragging rights to admit that they were able to binge watch the entire run of Tiger King on Netflix while totally drunk–and to get away with it! And what about the notion of buying a closet full of clothes through Amazon while not even wearing any? The list goes onward and upward!

So as the spring season blends into the “official” start of summer, it’s going to be a hearty game of “wait and see”! By the time this entire event blow over (whenever that’s going to be), everyone will find out who’s here, who’s different, and who’s done and gone. It will indeed be part of the last man standing. Even if that “man” isn’t a man, woman, or even a beast! It’s just those that are part of the luck of the draw!
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NEWS AND REVIEWS

As businesses slowly open up as close as to full capacity, so will the theater community–stating for both live stage shows as well as those moving picture houses. As things stand, they are all presently arranging their opening strategies on when (and how) that will take place.

When that moment comes to light, we will once again resume our weekly listing of news and reviews from the stage and moving theater domains. Those days will really arrive soon! We promise!!
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HOME LIFE-AN UPDATE!

As communities are going through the phases of “opening up” with so-called “normal” activities, there are a lot of changes that’s been seen that will determine if these changes will remain for the moment or for the good.

First of all, the way people do things within their homes verses conducting their tasks and services outside of their domicile are getting their makeover. It’s been proven that folks that (still) have a paid job can conduct that same occupation while not sitting inside of an office space to perform the same functions and duties. Thanks to modern technology that is accessible and more affordable than ever before, it’s quite possible to write reports, create spreadsheets, perform research elements, etc. while squatted down in front of a laptop, desktop, or some other portable electronic gadget that can connect to an internet connection no matter where they may be. Anyone no longer has to get dressed in some form of “work clothes” to look presentable. One can wear a grubby t-shirt, torn and stained sweat pants, or if one is even bold enough, wear nothing but a smile on their face to slave away! These workers won’t have to deal with annoying and perhaps obnoxious coworkers, bosses that look over their shoulders while micromanaging each and every little thing they do, deal with office politics or some kind of new world order, along with other forms of office-type antics that could provide enough material for a lame sit-com! There won’t be any communing to do either! No more long drives on the freeway each morning and afternoon. The office management itself won’t have to provide office supplies that tends to be either underused or outright stolen by other employees! (“Who’s is going to miss a few staple guns or rolls or tape anyway?” is often the ploy from office based fellow workers say to themselves!) The same management won’t even have to provide such office space either!

Since people also screamed for work-life balances, now they finally have them! One can write up the Frisbee Report while feeding the kids breakfast, walking Fido around the block, or even taking some time catching up on your favorite soap opera! Just as long as the work’s done, then those little traits are OK to do. One can get away from doing them all a whole lot easier!

When it comes to shopping, then buying goods online is the new(er) be-all-to-end-all method! Granted, some products are out there in retail land that one has to see in-person. Purchasing clothing online can be done, but would it fit properly, let along look good on one’s self? However, when people were in their lock-downs, they did rise to the occasion and just “punted” in getting what they wanted through a web portal. And many of those places offer shipping either offered as fast, free, or perhaps both! One can’t get it any better without leaving one’s comfy chair to shop away!

When it comes to dining, why bother to spend big bucks eating out when one can do it at home? Thanks to being cooped up, people started to become creative in their meal prep. Folks were beginning to grab their cookbooks from their archives and finally create something found within those guides of old after ignoring them long after the fact for more time than anyone would want to remember.

F’Instance, one person that this writer knows of once received as a gift for her twelfth birthday, the latest edition (1972) of the Betty Crocker Cookbook. It was given to her when she was expected by her mom (now long deceased) to become a proper home maker as a later adult, since within the next fifteen years-give or take, she would be married and have a family of her own. So if she was going to live a happy domestic lifestyle, she better start out right then and there!

She was glad to get the cookbook at the time. However, over time and tide, the notion of living that domestic lifestyle didn’t bode too well with her. So she placed the cookbook on the shelf, where it sat for a number of years. When she moved from one place to the next, she placed the cookbook in various spots within her home stashed in many nooks and crannies. It just wound up as another knickknack from a childhood now semi forgotten.

Last March, she found that cookbook she received some 48(!) years before. Within the next four weeks, she created enough meals and dishes that were not only tasty, but were from the so-called “good old days” back when nobody didn’t seem to have many foods issues to fuss with ranging from various allergies to eating meat free. (Yes, there were folks that did possess those kind of eating lifestyles back then, but those issues were never emphasized or had much attention drawn to them!) So she enjoyed that nearly long forgotten birthday gift long after the fact!

We do wish to add that although the restaurant industry is going through a major funk, we don’t want to offend anyone involved in that industry in stating to not eat out. Going to a local restaurant or eating establishment is encouraged once its considered safe, and has its moments. Even this writer kind of misses the notion of taking advantage of visiting that cute looking place located just around the corner for a dish of something or another. So then the time comes when eating places before safe to open full time, we will be there in spades!

Again, the method of getting back to a normal is very complex, if not totally complicated. Only time, tide, and the powers that be will get those things back together, assuming that it will be back together! These may be challenging times indeed, but these complicated things shall too pass.

In the mean time, we’re gonna hope that our friend with that old school BCC will whip up those tasty dishes that’s decked out in within that book from the days of yore! After all, that recipe for macaroni and cheese with hot dog bits looks yum-mee! Dinner is served!!
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NEWS AND REVIEWS

As the above editorial states, although basic elements are slowing starting to emerge, there is no solid word on the status of the regional theater groups resuming their offering for the time being. Of course, we are keeping our eye on things once they do emerge.

We don’t have to state any further that these are indeed trying times. However, when those elements come to light, we at ALO-L will provide those revisions and updates once they resume.

Keep staying tuned!
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