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Friday, October 24, 2014

Mr. Frank's Big Break

Dear Readers,

Looks like Alfie Cat is true to his word, and this thing is really going to happen. Frank has asked me to join him. Wish us luck!

Lilly Faye

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

With a Little Help From Your Friends

Mr. Frank: Hello, Doll Face. I'm back from a long afternoon of busking, with only $27.63 in my pocket. At this rate, I'll never be able to open my own restaurant.

Lilly Faye: Someone tipped you sixty-three cents?

Mr. Frank: No, I found the change in the Trader Joe's parking lot.

Lilly Faye: Have you considered getting your own food truck instead of opening a restaurant, Frank? Food trucks are very popular right now.

Mr. Frank: You've got to be kidding. Can you picture me in a truck? No way! I'm strictly a white tablecloth, fine dining establishment type of chef.

Lilly Faye: Let's call my blog staff. Maybe if we all put our heads together, we can come up with some new ideas to help you bring in more money.

Thirty minutes later...

Dizzie: Have you tried playing weddings? Couples spend thousands of dollars on their weddings.

Mr. Frank: Brides tell me tuba solos are hard to dance to.

Lilly Faye: How about wearing a hat? The singers who wear cool hats on The Voice always seem to get picked. Even Pharrell is wearing a hat to judge this season. I'll bet it helps him think better.

Dizzie: Or maybe his head gets cold.

Alfie Cat: You're all thinking like a bunch of amateurs. Alfie Cat has connections. Forget busking in grocery store parking lots, Frank. I can arrange for you to perform at a real club. 

I'll have some posters printed and placed around town. All you have to do is sign a stack of paperwork naming me as your business manager in perpetuity, and pay me a small fee for photography, printing, and of course, my time. In return, you get to keep 50% of any profits.

Mr. Frank: Thanks, Alfie. I'll take all the help I can get.

To be continued...

Monday, October 20, 2014

Lilly Faye's Movie Review: About Time, starring Rachel McAdams, Domhnall Gleeson, and Bill Nighy

Dear Readers,

Dizzie and I recently watched the film About Time, starring Rachel McAdams (The Vow, Midnight in Paris, Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows) as Mary, Domhnall Gleeson (Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows) as Tim, and Bill Nighy (The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows) as Tim's dad.

About Time was written by Richard Curtis, who also wrote Love Actually, Notting Hill, and Four Weddings and a Funeral.

In About Time, Tim, a young man from a well-off, eccentric English family, learns from his father that the men in his family have the ability to travel back in time. Tim isn't to use this gift to enrich himself monetarily, and he cannot change the history of the world. Rather, he can revisit earlier periods in his own life, make different choices, and try to set things right.

What Tim has been getting wrong thus far, are his awkward, nearly nonexistent relationships with young women. He vows to use his newly discovered talent for time travel to develop a successful romantic relationship, and he sets his sights on Mary.

About Time is billed as a romantic fantasy, but it is actually more than that. It's also about the close connection between siblings, and the special love between parents and their children. The movie encourages us to look for the joy in every moment of our lives.

Lilly Faye: What did you think of the movie, Diz?

Dizzie: Too sappy! The story would have benefitted from more tension and conflict. It's about a nice boy from a nice family who meets a nice girl and keeps trying until he builds a nice life for himself. Yawn!

Lilly Faye: I thought it was a lovely little fable, the perfect antidote for all the rage and violence in so many films these days.

Dizzie: Richard Curtis should have made us worry more about the characters. This film didn't make me nervous about the outcome, at all.

Lilly Faye: But I heard you gnawing away on your oinkie during the movie.

Dizzie: That wasn't nerves, that was hunger! I'm pretty sure I'm being underfed.

Lilly Faye: I'm pretty sure you're not. But back to the movie...I loved the scenery, from the picturesque coast of Cornwall, to the glittering nightlife of London.

One thing I didn't understand was the film's R rating.

Dizzie: I agree. They used a naughty word a few times, and showed some of the actors' bare bits, but I've seen worse on television. PG-13 would have been a better choice.

Lilly Faye: It's time to rate the movie, Diz.

Lilly Faye's Movie Rating: In a split decision...Two Paws Up! from Lilly Faye. One Paw Up! from Dizzie.

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

No Particular Place to Go

Mr. Frank: Hello, Doll Face. What's up?

Lilly Faye: Hi, Frank. I've been reading about these new driverless cars. You just get in, and they take you wherever you want to go. They even park themselves. I'd love to have one, so I could get around on my own.

Mr. Frank: Where would you go by yourself? The mall?

Lilly Faye: No. When I go clothes shopping, I want someone to come with me and pay the bill.

Mr. Frank: The grocery store, then?

Lilly Faye: No, those cans of Beefy Dinner are heavy. I need someone to carry them for me.

Mr. Frank: Are you going to take yourself to the veterinarian?

Lilly Faye: Well, no. I get nervous in the doctor's office. I want someone to come with me and hold my paw.

Mr. Frank: So when it comes right down to it, you don't really need your own car, do you?

Lilly Faye: That's beside the point, Frank.

Dear Readers,
Chances are, anything you really need, you already have.
Lilly Faye

Monday, October 13, 2014

Friendship is the Greatest Gift

Dear Readers,

Dizzie brought me this awesome bag from his recent trip to Italy. I can carry all my important stuff in it.

The leather is so soft, and the color is so pretty, and it smells so good. I never dreamed I'd own a bag as nice as this one.

I should phone Dizzie right away and thank him for my lovely present.

Dear Readers,

Maturity means being genuinely happy about someone else's good fortune.

Lilly Faye

Thursday, October 9, 2014

It's Never Too Late

Dizzie: Hi, Boss. I'm reporting for duty!

Lilly Faye: Welcome back, Diz. Nice bow tie. 

Dizzie: Thanks. I bought it to wear to George Clooney's wedding.

Lilly Faye: So that's where you were! I noticed you were missing from the blog for several days last week.

Dizzie: Yep. I'm proud to say, I was an invited guest. There were only around one hundred of us, so it was quite an honor to spend their wedding weekend in Venice with the happy couple.

Lilly Faye: That's amazing. How did you get to Venice?

Dizzie: Matt Damon arranged for me to travel with him and his wife. Once there, I swam alongside the water taxi that carried George and Amal to their wedding venue, the Aman Canal Grande Hotel. I offered to be the ring bearer, but George entrusted the rings to his best man, instead.

Lilly Faye: Do you have any inside information for us?

Dizzie: George's bride, Amal Alamuddin, is even prettier in person. So is George, as a matter of fact! After the ceremony, we ate lobster and danced the night away. I taught everyone how to twerk!

Lilly Faye: Ooooh, I'd love to have a star-studded celebrity wedding like that.

Mr. Frank: Play your cards right, Doll Face, and it could happen.

Dear Readers,
Never give up on your dreams.
Lilly Faye