Stuff and Moonshine

No word from the place that interviewed me, so I likely didn’t get it.

Went to a clothing swap today, this one in a David-Bowie-themed bar on Queen West. Brought in my khaki drawstring linen slacks (nice, but I have other pants now); my black jersey mock-turtleneck dress (haven’t worn it in at least a year); and my blue velvet cocktail dress (never worn, not likely to unless somebody I know gets married in the winter months and invites me to the wedding—which I can’t see happening any time soon); along with a few other things.

Got several items I’m pleased with, also a pair of grey nylon joggers I may use in a Hallowe’en costume, and a couple of t-shirts that amuse me. One has the MTV logo, though it’s almost certainly of recent vintage. One has a picture on it of Spongbob dressed as a vampire.

Speaking of pop-culture, I discovered yesterday that at least four productions of Anne Washburn’s Mr. Burns: A Post-Electric Play are viewable in their entirety on YouTube—thereby preserving on video ephemeral performances of a stage play about recreating and reimagining lost media in a post-apocalyptic world.
Studio Playhouse
Young Theater:
Harvard TEATRO: 
GHSTA: 

ETA: Here are some clips and interviews from the time of the original production, though I sort of prefer the way the subsequent versions costume Act III (75 years later) in a more stylized way.

There is a blog that’s all about the men’s clothing in James Bond movies, including the villains’ outfits (although a few of the latter receive “why are you reviewing this ugly thing?” gripes from the readers). Menswear is really a whole different planet — I don’t know anything about the subtle differences in the number of buttons on a jacket, etc.

Andrew began rewatching Life On Mars last night. There is footage on YouTube of Philip Glennister (DCI Gene Hunt) reading bedtime stories for CBeebies.