Thursday, January 19, 2017

“Here lies the body of one Millard Frymore ...”

I’m pleased to report that my bedtime meds definitely deliver a wallop. Aside from two antidepressants — Trazodone and Amitriptyline — that I take as a sleep aid and a pain reliever, respectively, a large dose of Gabapentin for diabetic neuropathy, Metoprolol to slow my heart rate, and Warfarin (a blood thinner), I also take a couple of Norco tablets just for the hell of it. It’s 3 a.m. and at the moment I’m feeling screwy, very creative, strangely hungry and stoned out of my mind. God, this is WONDERFUL. Thank you for putting up with me!

I’ve got four really beautiful — and COMPLETELY FREE! — script fonts for you tonight, and each comes with hundreds of ligatures, alternate letters, fancy doodads and swashy things. I think my favorite is “Still Shine” because it takes advantage of a modern trend (the bouncing base line) and still manages to keep its legibility. Download links will appear after the graphic. By the way, please consider giving a few free fonts for Valentine’s Day this year, maybe tied to a box of chocolates with a pink ribbon. Wow, right?

Sam and I enjoyed a quiet evening of top-notch movies last night. These included: 1) Captain Blood (1935) starring Errol Flynn, Basil Rathbone and Olivia de Havilland; 2) Great Balls of Fire (1989), the biography of rocker Jerry Lee Lewis starring Dennis Quaid and Winona Ryder; and 3) Support Your Local Sheriff (1969) starring James Garner, Joan Hackett, Jack Elam and Bruce Dern. I’d like to discuss number three.

Support Your Local Sheriff has to be one of the funniest movies ever made. The dialog is hilarious, the story is hilarious, the entire cast is hilarious and I even love the musical score. There’s not a dull minute in the entire film. the In addition to its fabulous lead actors (see the preceding paragraph) the movie is packed with an unforgettable cast in supporting roles, too, such as Harry Morgan, Henry Jones, Kathleen Freeman and Walter Brennan.
Here’s something to remember. If you’re ever in need of a mood changer (think Inaug-urine-ation Day) ... THIS IS IT. Sam and I have watched Support Your Local Sheriff at least a million times. It always cracks us up and we know some of the dialog so well we can recite it already. “Here lies the body of one Millard Fymore ...”

It’s 5 a.m. now and I really need to lie down. Soon. To accelerate the process after I shlep myself into the family room I’m considering one of my favorite sleeping movies ... either Murder at the Gallop (1963) starring Margaret Rutherford and Robert Morley or The Rains Came (1939) starring Tyrone Power, George Brent and Myrna Loy. The Rains Came is actually quite an astonishing movie with astonishing special effects — an earthquake, a gigantic flood, an exploding dam and a plague — plus an unusual love story between Lady Edwina Esketh (Myrna Loy) and an Indian doctor (Tyrone Power), who’s on a fast track to replace the dying king of Ranchipur. Just for fun there’s even a second love story — George Brent and Brenda Joyce — that involves some occasional weirdness because she’s supposed to be only 18 years old and her father is having a brain hemorrhage about it.

Thank you for reading this.

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