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Fine Tuning
A/N—The idea for this story came after watching a K-drama called Bad Love and reading some Yunoki/Kahoko fanfiction afterwards. I'll put this in the disclaimer also but just wanted to throw that out there. Italics represent thoughts. Thanks for reading! :]
Disclaimer—I don't own the plot/characters for La Corda D'Oro. Plot inspired by the Korean drama Bad Love.
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"Hino, you're going to be late!" her mother rang out while swiftly rapping on her door three times.
Kahoko let out a histrionic sigh before shutting close her jewelry box that she'd only managed to unlock moments prior. She had only begun trying to get ready and already she was out of time. Taking a final glance at herself in her small bedroom mirror she let out a helpless sigh and gave her frizzy hair a final pat down before getting up from her vanity.
I barely had time to brush my hair, she thought pitifully while sliding open her fusuma door and stepping out into the small main area that was a combined open kitchen and dining room in their new apartment. It was surprising that her mother was up this early. She sat on a green pillow near the low-table in the center of the "dining room", a cup of coffee raised to her lips.
Kahoko gave her mother a weak smile but internally grimaced as she looked around the room. This was the first time she saw the apartment during the daytime, seeing as they moved in last night. The small window in the back, although covered in grime, brightened up the place. There wasn't much to look at, however. All she saw was a mess of shoji screens with the occasional tear, tatami mats with red streaks of questionable origins, and way out-dated kitchen cabinets. She didn't have much time to dwell on the décor if she wanted to be on time for her interview, though.
"How did you sleep?" Hino asked, already knowing the answer, while heading for the door.
"Fine," her mother replied with a small wave of her hand dismissing the matter. "A-aren't you going to have breakfast?" she questioned, her voice laced with worry.
"There's no time." Kahoko looked at her cellphone. "I need to leave early to make sure I can find this . . . " she trailed off as she picked up her old briefcase and the pamphlet that rested on top. "Sanuki Bus Terminal."
Her gaze returned to her mother as she slipped on her shoes from the doorway. "Don't worry," she said with a small smile.
"I'm leaving," she called out, giving a small wave before opening the door to the hallway.
"Good luck!" she heard her mother call out before she closed the door again. The rusty hinges made a discordant squeak that grated on her nerves. After checking the door knob twice she was thankful that the lock at least seemed to be in good condition. She looked down the dimly lit hallway at the other doors and hoped that there weren't any trouble makers staying near her mother while she was away.
And hopefully no horny teenagers seeing as the walls are paper thin.
A blush rose to her cheeks as this thought unwillingly entered her mind. "Get your mind out of the gutter," she reprimanded herself in a whisper as she tried to quickly go down the many flights of stairs leading to the exit of the apartment complex.
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Finding the Sanuki Bus Terminal was easier than she expected. As soon as she neared the intersection where the map in the pamphlet indicated the terminal should be she saw a large group of men and women—all of them in business suits and more than half of them talking loudly on their cell phones.
Eww. City life, she dismally thought, warily getting closer to the glob of pinstripes and leather shoes.
Now that she was away from her mother's vigilant eyes she didn't have to guiltily hide her displeasure at her current situation. Her return trip to Tokyo was being severely marred by the fact that it was practically mandatory. Her old apartment complex and the surrounding complexes and town shops had all been sold off to the Daehan construction company. The very company she was now heading to for an interview to become the President's secretary.
Ironic. Very ironic.
She let out another sigh as she tried to commit to memory her surroundings. It was difficult, though, considering that the large, gray skyscrapers here seemed to frequent every street she had passed so far in Japan's megacity.
Shaking herself slightly, she tried to clear her mind of these depressing thoughts. It wasn't like her to dwell on the negative. She looked around again, trying to focus in on something unique that she could use to remember her bus stop. It was then that she noticed a green bench just behind the huddled mass of people that no one seemed to be using. Casting a disparaging look at the mob once more she neared the bench with hesitation.
A wave of understanding coursed through her as she now took a full look at it. Although there was nothing wrong with its foundation or the seat itself, there was a very crudely drawn picture on the upright wooden part that was . . . more than a little graphic.
She figured that any self-respecting business snob would flat out refuse to sit on such a bench but since everyone seemed to be so absorbed in their own person she gladly took a seat in the center, trying to use her body to cover up the inappropriate image as best she could. This bench could now act as her reference point for her bus stop and also served as a welcome sanctuary from standing too long in high heels.
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When the bus finally drew near she waited until everyone else got on before entering. Quickly paying the small toll, she tried to look on either side of the people in front of her in an attempt to spot a seat next to someone who wasn't yapping away on their cell. Luckily, the din in the bus seemed to be less than outside because some people had the decency to end their calls before getting on. Her line of sight started in the back since she figured the first couple people would quickly fill up the front row seats. It seemed she was right because she noticed for the first time a cute girl in corner of the last row sitting by herself. . . with no cellphone!
It seemed that luck was at least partially on her side in Tokyo since no one else in front of her took the seat that she had mentally picked out. With a wide grin she approached the seat next to the pretty girl and cleared her throat.
"Ah, excuse me. May I sit here?" she politely asked.
"O-of c-course," the teal-haired girl stuttered out with a small smile.
Kahoko did a mental happy dance before plopping down on the seat and casting her soft-spoken seat neighbor a grateful glance.
"My name's Kahoko. Kahoko Hino." She held out her hand in what she hoped was a professional manner.
"S-Shoko Fuyumi," the young woman replied, giving Kahoko's hand a delicate shake. They shared another pleasant smile before looking away again.
"A-a-ano . . . " Shoko spoke out after the bus started moving again.
"Your n-not from around here b-by any chance, a-a-are you?"
Hino self-consciously fingered the hem of her skirt. Her lack of having time to get ready this morning coupled with the out-dated clothes she was wearing probably made her stick out like a sore thumb here.
"Oh! I-I m-meant that in a-a good way." Fuyumi held up her hands in a defensive manner. "P-p-people who ride this bus u-usually aren't very friendly," she continued in a lowered voice.
Kahoko let out a small snort. "Why bother whispering? It's not like anyone can hear you over this racket." She gestured to all the people who still were talking on their phones.
Shoko smiled slightly and continued on. "Did you r-recently get a job in T-Tokyo?"
"Not yet but I hope to soon." She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "I have a list of interviews I'm doing today starting with some construction company."
"I-It wouldn't happen to be Daehan Co., w-would it?"
Her eyes lit up and she gave a quick nod. "You work there?"
Fuyumi smiled and she too nodded her head. "I'm one of the system administrators."
"Wow, sounds fancy," Kahoko quipped. "You must be pretty smart, Fuyumi."
"N-not at all," she replied nervously but with a bashful smile. A thoughtful expression crossed her face. "A-ano, I didn't k-know they were hiring."
"I'm not surprised you haven't heard about it," Hino replied lightly. "If hired, I'll have the very unimportant role of secretary."
A look of worry flittered across Shoko's face. "Oh, another . . . " she muttered to herself.
"Another?" Kahoko mimicked in a confused voice.
"Oh! It's j-j-just that . . . P-President Yunoki g-goes through secretaries r-rather . . . quickly."
At this Kahoko laughed out loud. "What does he do, scare them off? Or are they just too stuck-up to put up with the stupid things he asks them to do?"
Shoko tried to laugh it off as well but a hint of concern stayed on her features. "I-I'm sure you'll be f-fine," she replied.
Although a bit perturbed by Shoko's reaction, Kahoko was more optimistic about this position than before. At least if she got this job she might be able to see Fuyumi.
And besides, how tough could a secretary position really be?
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They both got off the bus together that stopped near the Daehan building. Although she imagined that a company with enough power and wealth to buy off part of a small town in Japan must be a pretty big deal, Kahoko was still taken aback at the grandeur of the company's building. It didn't look like the typical endlessly tall rectangular building but instead was designed to resemble two wings spread out with hundreds of blue-tinted windows. There was a vacant limousine parked in the front which seemed to be for the president to use whenever traveling and although it was on the exterior in public domain, the floors were covered with expensive-looking granite. She peered down at her own clothing and never felt more inadequate. She tried in vain to smooth out a wrinkle on her skirt once more before quickly entering to catch up to Fuyumi.
Once inside they headed toward the elevators.
"The P-President does all the h-hiring, of c-course. He's on the top floor." They both got on the elevator together and Fuyumi pressed two buttons.
"I get off on the th-thirteenth floor." She gazed up at Kahoko once more. "Maybe I'll see you tomorrow?"
"A-ah well . . . " Kahoko grinned and rubbed the back of her neck. "If not, I know where to find you."
"Right." The thirteenth floor arrived with a ding and Shoko stepped outside. They gave each other a final wave goodbye as the elevator doors closed again.
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As soon as the elevator doors opened Kahoko's sight was greeted to a foyer with an empty desk and a pair of large double doors to her left. Considering that the desk was void of anything except a modern-looking computer, she figured that this was where the secretary would work.
And this must be the president's office, she thought, turning towards the oak doors. But before she could reach the handle, the door suddenly swung open from the other side.
"Ehh?!" was all she managed to let out before she fell backwards, landing squarely on her butt.
"Huh?" was the reply by the door opener as he continued to try to pry open the door all the way, causing the door's side to jam uncomfortably into Hino's thigh.
"Down here," she replied stopping the door with a death grip. Thankfully the door was closed again and the man who had knocked her out peered down at her. She saw that he had brilliant green hair and light hazel eyes that focused in on her with a disconcerted expression.
"I'm sorry!" he quickly apologized in a repentant tone as soon as it clicked with him that he had knocked Kahoko over. He extended his hand in an offer to help her get up.
She eyed the offending hand with scrutiny but let her grudge go after remembering that she was wearing both a tight pencil skirt and high heels—either of which was sufficient enough in hindering her body's ability to move or pick itself up—so she reluctantly accepted its support.
"I'm so sorry Ms. . . " hazel eyes swept over her upper body as he helped pick her up. "Wah—no name tag?" He glanced at her with a horrified expression. "Don't tell me you're a visitor?"
She patted down her skirt once more and threw him an annoyed glare, noticing that he had on a name tag that was similar to the one Shoko had donned. She was also surprised at how young he appeared to be also. She'd venture to say he was four years older than her, max.
"Actually I'm applying for a job here."
With that he instantly calmed down and stopped fidgeting. In a playful manner he pretended to wipe sweat off his forehead.
"Pheewww—" he whistled. "That's a relief. For a second I thought you were some important visitor who would go and complain about me to President Yunoki. He's totally looking for any reason to fire me." He said the last part more to himself than to her.
Kahoko internally grimaced, taking slight offense to his sudden disinterest in her well-being now that he knew she was a nobody.
"But that's odd," he added, "I didn't know there was a position open." He glanced at her again with questioning eyes.
Not this again.
"Secretary," she added dryly in hopes that it would end the conversation.
"Ohh." His demeanor again changed as he glanced at the door again. "I'm sorry," he repeated placing his hand on her shoulder.
Kahoko glanced wearily at the proffered hand. "He's that bad?"
"Well," he lifted his hand off of her stiff shoulder, "just try to get on his good side, okay?"
She nodded her head. This is so ridiculous, she thought, incredulous to the reputation that followed the enigma wrapped in an enigma that was President Yunoki.
"Anyway, my name's Hihara. I'm the humble chauffeur," he added with a grin. "Good luck in there!" He said this with one last smile before heading toward the elevators.
"Okay . . . thank you? My name's Kahoko Hino . . . " she replied in a small voice to his retreating frame as he moved on without listening to her.
Or not . . .
Brushing off that odd encounter, she let out one last sigh before—this time cautiously—approaching the doors once more.
Let's get this over with.
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A/N—This story will actually be related more to music later on. I swear. ( ^ ___^ ;;)


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|3,200 sq. ft.
|Property type
|Minimum Stay
|4 - 7 nights
Named for its impressive palapa roof, La Casa Palapa is a picturesque and unique luxury villa located in a small, gated community at the north end of the San Pancho beach along Mexico's Riviera Nayarit. Once you've entered through the antique, rustic front doors of La Casa Palapa, a sense of wonder and awe immediately caress your senses and you begin to anticipate the magic you will experience during your escape from everyday life in this seductive hideaway. A world of nature's wonders and remarkable beauty await your discovery and enjoyment in this idyllic 3 bedroom plus den (which can be used as a 4th bedroom), 4 bathroom home. Note: Steep drop offs, NOT toddler friendly.
The open main living and dining areas under the palapa provide elegant comfort and breathtaking views allowing you to fully embrace the warmth and beauty of this very special location. Nestled between the ocean and the jungle every view is full of life and beauty. Whether it is the whisper of palm fronds or an unforgettable sunset, this spectacular setting will fill your heart with lasting memories. Located on a bluff, directly over the Pacific Ocean, the villa overlooks the sea, with views toward Sayulita, the San Pancho beach and President's Point. At night the lights of Sayulita twinkle and sparkle in the distance. You will have the perfect view of any fireworks displays from San Pancho or Sayulita. They are very frequent on weekends and inspire lots of oohs and aahs when viewed from the villa. We've seen many of the dazzling displays from the master bedroom deck or even while in bed. During whale season (December through April), it is not uncommon to see a big splash or a spout of water from a passing pod of whales. Mesmerizing sunsets, many of them with the infamous "green flash", are a glorious sight to enjoy at the end of the day.
Each bedroom has its own peaceful, cozy deck perfect for enjoying the view, starting the day or ending the day with a beverage, having an intimate conversation with your special someone or enjoying a favorite book. The bedrooms offer the option of air conditioning. Outdoor showers provide an exotic treat for city dwellers. While staying at this villa, you truly feel like you've entered another world far from the stress and strain of everyday life.
The private outdoor deck and heated infinity pool are the perfect place to unwind or relax and soak up the sun. If you would like to go to the beach, it is a short walk away and is uncrowded. We provide beach chairs and an umbrella for your use and convenience.
A poolside BBQ is available for grilling whatever you choose. Freshly caught fish is available in town daily if you want a local specialty like dorado (Mahi Mahi). The village does have amazing restaurants. We encourage our guests to explore the many fantastic choices available in town although some guests are so comfortable once settled into the villa that they would rather stay put. Arrangements can be made for our staff or another local resident to cook dinners for you if you would like that option. If you love to cook, we provide you with suggestions for grocery shopping. Let us know if you would like to have groceries delivered before your arrival for an additional fee. We do recommend the experience of shopping in the local supermarkets. There are several convenient places to stop between the airport and San Pancho.
The entire house has a state of the art water purification system, but we also provide bottled water.
Housekeeping is provided Monday through Saturday mornings.
From the moment you arrive, nature's sounds will be your background music. Bird songs and surf will serenade your stay. Chacalacas and beautifully colored Great Kiskadees with their boisterous singing voices might tell you it's time to get up and smell the coffee. On occasion you may witness an exchange between a squirrel and a woodpecker arguing over a treat in their favorite tree. Pelicans and frigate birds fly overhead and often at eye level or even below right next to the house and infinity pool. Curious little lizards scuttle by with a shy hello. In the fall fireflies light up the night. Each season has its wonderful bird and animal visitors flying by or dropping by to meet and greet the humans.
La Casa Palapa provides a treasure trove of subject matter for photographers. Bring lots of memory cards along with your camera. San Pancho offers a variety of outdoor adventures for enthusiasts of all levels.
Bienvenido. Welcome. Enjoy your stay. And for many of you, welcome back again! We are so happy to share our "secret" paradise with you. Mi casa es su casa.
We built this home in 2005 after having another home in San Pancho. When this lot became available, we knew we had to have it. We love our home and find San Pancho to be the most delightful town we have seen in Mexico. It is a wonderful change from our other residence in Olympia, WA,
Tom purchased this villa in 2005
Each pueblo has its own distinct ambiance and atmosphere. San Pancho is small and quaint. It is clean, safe, and filled with incredible restaurants. It is charming and picturesque, the local residents are warm and friendly and the beach is uncrowded.
La Casa Palapa is the most charming and romantic villa in the area. Its unique benefits include location, sunsets, view, privacy, and outdoor living space.
This is a great property well located just outside of town on a bluff. Fantastic views over the ocean, and a nice great room and pool deck. The Master and 2nd suite are very nice, the 3rd bedroom is pretty dark and claustrophobic, and needs some attention. Ok for kids, but not really for a 3rd couple. As noted by others the driveway is really steep.
House is fairly dated (80s style) but pretty clean. Kitchen had some ants, but didn't bother us too much. Housekeepers are nice, don't speak much english.
Our biggest complaint is the directions and maps are horrible!! The house is located just after the cobblestone ends and dirt road begins on the way out of town, but if you miss it, you drive on a bumpy dirt road for miles. Owner needs to use a town map (not a hand drawn map) or just say to look for the gate on the left after the cobblestones end, OR just give the address!
Great Views! Incredible Views! San Pancho is great. Tons better than Sayulita. Very much like a laid back Mexican town with everything still to offer. A great beach, good restaurants, and good shops. We had Eva cook 3 nights and her Chili Rellenos was fantastic! We had Dorado as well as traditional enchilada's.
The master bedroom looked out over the Pacific ocean with a super outdoor shower. The open room to the pool and patio was relaxing and nice. Kids slep in guest rooms and the short walk to the beach helped get our blood flowing again. I would highly recommend to anyone to stay here.
Beautiful location, views are spectacular. Close to the beach, though the walk up and down the driveway is very very steep so not good for anyone who has difficulty getting around. You need a car for this location.
House is nice though a few things were not up to what one would expect for this price per night. Some examples:
Fans were broken in main area, palapa roof had several leaks so when it rained it rained inside! Pool was not clean upon arrival and needed to be filled almost every day (due to evaporation?) but it wasn't, only did it one time (though was clean after the first day). Kitchen was not equipped in a manner one would expect with old cutlery and a fridge that didn't have an icemaker nor did it close well - also rusty.
The third bedroom is downstairs in a dark corner of the home and not nearly as hospitable as one would expect.
We were unclear on the staff's role, turns out the only service they provide is cleaning of rooms and kitchen, which is very nice, but again for the price the listing is a bit misleading. Instructions are very dated regarding price to have staff cook a meal and local amenities. Also the pictures are a bit deceiving as there is now a house built right in front of the pool blocking a bit of the view (though views are still one in a million).
We were well taken care of by the staff and the house and it's view is nothing less than perfect. Thank you for having all of us
We loved our stay at Casa Palapa and were so sad that we had to leave. A beautiful home with the most amazing views. Thoughtfully landscaped, quiet, spacious, and sunsets that were breathtaking. The beds were all very comfortable. We loved all of the plants throughout the house which added to the indoor/outdoor feel. The outdoor showers were a special treat.
The space provided plenty of room for the eight of us. We loved the openness of the main living area and the privacy of the bedrooms. Our kids especially loved the pool though we all enjoyed it. We made good use of the boogie boards and we're glad to have those.
Owner Tom was very easy to communicate with, and the house staff (Sylvester, Eva and Joel) were all kind, dedicated and delightful. They always made sure we had what we needed and checked in with us regularly.
We had issues with the air conditioning for part of the stay and Tom and the house staff acted upon it immediately to get things working.
Eva cooked us a lovely dinner, and we really appreciated the salsa and guacamole awaiting us upon our arrival.
We have traveled many times to Mexico but this was our first time in San Pancho and we will be back with certainty. A lovely, quiet town with kind people, great food and a lonely beach. We hope it stays that way....
A few notes about the property - it is nestled in the jungle which made for some amazing bird sightings. It is high up on a hill which gave us the incredible views. It is a steep climb of a driveway. We walked it at times and drove at times. It would be a challenge to walk if someone had mobility issues or was not in good health. The house is about 1.2 miles from the center of town. A lovely walk for those inclined, but we were grateful to have a car too.
We spent time at the beach, went kayaking up north (arranged through Tailwind resort), snorkeling in the Marietas, took a yoga class in town, and ate at many of the local restaurants. Lots to do in the area.
After staying in Sayulita for years, we were ready for a quieter less commercial village. We fell in love with both San Pancho and Casa La Palapa. The home, situated on magnificent bluff, overlooks blue water and San Pancho's pristine beach. We chose to walk rather than have a car, which worked perfectly for us. The steep drive is not for the faint-hearted, however, so most folks rent cars. The view took our breath away - and the privacy was unparalleled. Eva & Silvestre, the couple who care-takes and cleans the house, were fabulous, always happy to answer our questions and make our stay easy and comfortable. We look forward to future visits.
Golf - Las Huertas Golf Club is only a half mile away. It is a beautiful 9-hole course surrounded by gardens and orchards of tropical fruit, nut, and spice trees. Open Tues. - Sat. 8am-4pm www.lashuertasgolf.com
Polo- La Patrona Polo Club *** Grand Opening of new location coming soon in 2015***You will be blown away by this incredible world-class polo venue located in a quiet fishing village. Work is progressing steadily on the amazing facility and restaurant in its new location. It will definitely be on the list of places to experience while in San Pancho. It will be the envy of polo clubs around the world.
Yoga - El Estar Yoga and Wellness Center offers classes and healing therapies. A schedule of classes as well as a menu of services can be found on-line at el-estar.org
Nature Walks and Orchids - Lo de Perla Jungle Tour (lodeperla.org) If you want to experience the local flora and fauna you can participate in a guided 2-hour jungle walk through mango orchards and native jungle plants and end up in a garden of over 500 exotic orchids.
Birding - Birding San Pancho has bilingual guides and offers tours for both beginner and advanced birders. Visit their website for more information at birdingsanpancho.com
Sea Turtles - Grupo Ecologico de la Costa Verde is a local conservation organization actively engaged in protecting and preserving endangered local sea turtles. If you would like to tour the turtle nursery or participate in a hatch release (usually summer or fall) contact www.protect-tortuga.org T-shirts are also available for sale to help support the organization and make a great souvenir.
Zip line canopy tours - If you would like a bird's eye view of the area, head over to Sayulita (5-mile drive from San Pancho) and take a zip line canopy tour. For information visit michaparrita.com
Alta Vista petroglyphs - Diva Tours in San Pancho (www.divatours.net) can arrange a tour to ancient petroglyphs. The hike takes you through the jungle, along a river, and ends up at a stunning natural location (I don't want to spoil the surprise). The petroglyphs are difficult to get to on your own so a guide is recommended for this adventure.
Tours can also be arranged for fishing, surfing, stand-up paddle boarding, kayaking, horseback riding, whale watching, and shopping. Tours are also available to San Blas. A real life version of Disneyland's jungle boat ride (La Tovara) is an adventure for the whole family. You'll see rare birds, turtles and crocodiles as your guided panga boat meanders through the mangrove wetlands. You can stop at a crocodile nursery and a restaurant for lunch. A swimming area with an underwater fence to keep crocs out is available with a swing to jump off into the water. Swim at your own risk.
Community - to get a real feel for the community spirit in San Pancho, visit and tour Entreamigos, a non-profit organization which benefits children. An on-site gallery and store are filled with handmade and one-of-a-kind items as well as local organic food products. It is the perfect place to inquire about local events and activities. The Dalai Lama recently visited and honored the founder. For more information visit www.entreamigos.org.mx
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May 1 2017 - Oct 31 2017
4 night minimum stay
|Notes: Rates are based on 6 guests; add $25 per night, per additional guest
Dec 23 2017 - Jan 6 2018
7 night minimum stay
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4 night minimum stay
|Notes: Rates are based on 6 guests; add $25 per night, per additional guest
Rates are for a maximum of 6 people. Additional people at $25/night per person.
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Hey all. This is a procrastination story. I work on it instead of doing what I'm supposed to be doing i.e, homework, essays, writing other stories. Which means I can't predict when the next chapter will be out. =(
"I'll be in and out, I promise. Ten minutes—tops."
His eyes said everything his mouth would not; the irritated complaints, the angry expletives, the blatant refusal. She clasped her hands together, widening her eyes to seem more innocent, as if this was her first offense. His narrowed. Hers glistened. With a grumbled sigh of defeat, he situated himself into her sofa, arms folded in wait.
Her lips spread into a sheepish smile, her eyes apologetic. "Sorry, sorry! I know you hate being late. Sorry." Creeping steadily towards the stairs, she continued her hasty apology, her hands clamped together. She uttered one last plea of penitence before charging up the stairs, two at a time.
The sound of running water filtered through the walls. He sighed again, settling deeper into the cushions of the couch. Sometime during her education, Sakura had failed to learn the concept of time. It wasn't something so hard to comprehend; minutes and hours and such. But somewhere in the treacherous brambles of Sakura's mind, she understood a time interval of 'ten minutes' to equate to half an hour, sometimes more. He listened to her scattered humming over the pattering of the water. He could never understand it. But he put up with it because she was his friend—his closest, even more than Naruto.
Considering how their friendship started, he found it quite astonishing that they were as close as they were. After he had voluntarily returned to the village and served his one year of imprisonment, Sakura had uncharacteristically regarded him with an air of coldness for weeks; communicating—when necessary—with short, brusque sentences or blatantly ignoring him altogether. Naruto had kept up the angry charade for only a day: once he had gotten the opportunity to sock him in the jaw, their relationship had went back to normal. Thoroughly irritated with Sakura's behavior, he had approached her and suggested that if she were to punch him, she too, like Naruto, would be cured of her anger. She didn't hesitate. And the treatment didn't stop. In the end, it turned out all Sakura had wanted was an oral apology. The punch, she said, was just too irresistible to pass up.
Absently rubbing his jaw, he glared as the minute hand on the clock completed another revolution. It wasn't like he was in a hurry to leave; he just hated being late. He and Sakura were supposed to meet everyone at Ichiraku before heading off to the carnival. A twenty one year old man, going to a carnival. Of course it wasn't by choice—he was entirely opposed to attending any social gathering that garnered the attendance of either children or Naruto. He couldn't stand being surrounded by intolerable whining, unbearable excitement and unnecessarily loud laughter.
And the children were rather irritating as well.
But Sakura, with her need for social interaction, had thought it would be "fun", especially if everybody—meaning those nine people Sakura said were his "friends"—came. His avid protests had fallen on deaf ears, her mind already made up. "It'll be good for you Sasuke; you could use the social interaction. Besides, do you really want to be shut up in your house when there's a carnival in town?"
He did, and he had told her as much. She was unrelenting. "Well what you want doesn't matter. I want to go and that's a good enough reason for you to go.'
"That's illogical. Why do I have to come if you are the one who wants to go?"
"Because I have had to spend nearly every Saturday night holed up in your dreary cave of a home because you have some sort of phobia of people and never want to go out. I've suffered silently because I didn't want to say anything and put you in a 'mood'. So now you are going to suffer silently and escort me to this carnival like the gentleman you should strive to be." Nodding confidently twice, she turned back to her paperwork.
Slouched on the couch opposite her desk, he had bitten back the next point to argue his case: She didn't have to come to his house every weekend. He had never actually invited her over, and she had never promised to commit to this weekend ritual. But without fail, every Saturday night that she wasn't at the hospital or he wasn't on a mission, she was at his doorstep, holding something to share with him: a movie or carry-out food or a candid picture of him or a violet she had found pressed between the pages of a book.
Even after a year of camaraderie, he wasn't sure what brought her back every Saturday; why she'd rather hold a mostly one sided conversation in his "dreary cave of a house" than meet up with Ino or TenTen, who badgered her nearly every Saturday to go out with them. He had this itching desire to tell her that she didn't have to come every weekend—she wasn't obligated to keep him company. But he could never bring himself to say it; mostly in fear that if he did, there would be a resultant domino effect: next he wouldn't see her on Fridays, or Thursday, or Wednesdays and eventually, she wouldn't come back at all.
So he had refrained from saying anything else and mumbled a defiant "Hn", an answer that he and Sakura both recognized as a sound of defeat cloaked in the disguise of anger. She had smiled up at him, as her hand continued in its scribbling across the paper. "Excellent. Pick me up at four."
And here he sat, fifteen minutes past four, waiting impatiently for Sakura to finish draining all of Konoha's water reserves with her never ending shower. And even though he was waiting to go to a carnival—he shuddered—and there was nothing preventing him from silently making an escape, he stayed; knowing that it would hurt Sakura if he left. He groaned, leaning his head against the back of the couch, his eyes glaring at the ceiling. When had he become so considerate?
"Hey teme." He lifted his head at Naruto's greeting, glaring as his sickeningly bright orange clad friend slurped noisily on his cup of instant ramen. How could a person be so naturally obnoxious? Just looking at him was irritating. "Naru—"
"Sasuke! How goes it?" Much to his dismay, Kiba, wielding several skewers of dango, stepped through the open doorway and plopped down heavily on the loveseat. Shino and Neji quietly entered and opted to stand against the wall. Chouji could faintly be heard rummaging through the cupboards, the crinkling of bags frequent.
"How did you get in here?"
Naruto inhaled another mouthful of noodles before flashing a cloying smile, as if there was some tidbit of information he was aware of that no one else was. "The question is, Sasuke: how did you get in here without this!" He presented a silver key, dangling from the hoop around his finger.
Blankly, Sasuke stared at the key. "Sakura let me in."
"Oh. Well—" Naruto's face crumpled as he attempted to come up with another clever accusation. "The point is; why do you have a key to Sakura's house?"
He was unmoved. "More importantly, why do you have my key? It was attached to my wallet."
Naruto balked, wondering how he had somehow become the accused rather then the accuser. He turned away from Sasuke's glare, moving towards the olive loveseat perpendicular to the couch. His voice was a mumble. "Well, last week I came over to borrow some money but you were in the shower so I just slipped a few bills out of your wallet since you would've probably lent it to me anyway. And then I saw this key and I knew it wasn't your house key 'cause yours isn't silver and I really wanted to know where this key led to so I borrowed it to… find… out…" His words trickled to a stop as Sasuke's eyes narrowed. Breaking the silence, he cleared his throat.
"Anyway—you haven't answered my question." More noodles disappeared into his mouth.
Disgusted, Sasuke watched as Naruto tipped back the cup, scavenging for the last drops of soup. "Sakura gave it to me in case of emergency."
"Mmhmm. And what kind of emergency would that be referring to? She's feeling lonely one night and needs a little…company?" Kiba quipped as Naruto's eyebrows wiggled suggestively.
Suspicious, Sasuke's eyes narrowed. "What are you insinuating?"
"Oh, nothing." Naruto's mock innocent expression melted into a devious smile. "Only that you and Sakura are totally secretly dating."
"Or at least having sex." Kiba added to which Naruto heartily nodded.
"Or having sex."
"I also believe that you are concealing a relationship with Sakura." Neji announced.
"That's ridiculous."
"Is it really, Sasuke?" Neji's lips curled into a small scheming smile. "Nearly all of your time is spent together. I have not seen you without Sakura by your side since last October."
He had always taken Neji to be a sensible man; quiet and private—a kindred spirit. But he was becoming less and less tolerable as time passed.
Speaking through a mouthful of dango, Kiba mumbled nearly incoherently, "And not to mention—" he swallowed loudly. "And not to mention, you two are nowhere to be found on Saturday nights. Suspicious? Yes."
"And most importantly: you let her touch you."
It was quiet for a moment as Sasuke processed Naruto's reasoning. "I let her, touch me."
Naruto nodded deeply. "Uh huh. Last week, I saw her squeeze your arm when she was leaving for work."
Sasuke's perplexed expression was beginning to evolve into one of irritation. "How does that prove anything?"
"Anytime I even try to lay a finger on you, I get a punch in the kidney."
"Because I don't want you to touch me."
"But you want Sakura to touch you?"
Aggravated, he had begun to confirm Naruto's question. But as his tongue formed the first syllable of 'yes' his brain caught the trap and clamped his mouth shut with an audible snap. He didn't mind when Sakura grabbed his hand or patted his arm or smoothed his hair, but that didn't mean he necessarily wanted her to. She was just one of those people who liked physical contact. But they had all taken his silence as confirmation and mischievous smiles began rapidly spreading across their faces.
"Congrats man; Sakura's one of the hottest girls in the village." Kiba assured. "There's no reason to hide your love."
Before he could snuff out their false assumptions, he heard the kitchen door swing open, followed by the scuffling of several bodies, Ino's loud announcement of her arrival echoing against the walls.
Damn it, damn it, damn it.
"You said four o'clock Sakura and it's almost half past the hour! You better be—hey, what are you guys doing here?" Sasuke watched in horror as the last of his "friends" filed into the house; Shikamaru trudged slowly across the room, slumping into the recliner opposite the loveseat, Hinata gingerly sitting on the side of the couch that intersected with the loveseat, TenTen plopping down onto the ottoman after roughly shoving Kiba's feet off of it and finally Ino, comfortably situating herself between him and Hinata.
"Sasuke and Sakura were taking too long to show up so we came here to see what was going on." Naruto explained.
"Same." Ino responded, habitually tossing her hair.
"Where's Lee?"
"Training. He said he'll meet us at the carnival." TenTen explained. "That is, if he doesn't pass out from exhaustion before then."
Ino looked around absentmindedly; her eyes pausing as she looked at Sasuke, scrutinizing his tense posture. "What's got you in such a bad mood?"
He wished that by the grace of some higher being, Naruto would lose his ability to speak. Or at least develop a sudden case of severe laryngitis. But much to his disappointment, Naruto flashed him a knowing smile before setting in motion the chaos that was to ensue.
"Sasuke's upset because I found out about his secret affair with Sakura."
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, d—
"I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!" Ino cried jumping up. "I believe you all owe me fifty dollars."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa—I never agreed to a bet!"
"I specifically remember you shaking on it, Kiba. You also might have signed a written agreement." Shino murmured quietly.
"Shut up, would you?" Kiba stage-whispered.
"Hey! I found out about it; I shouldn't have to pay anything!" Naruto whined.
"I refuse to relinquish any money to you until the conditions of their relations are confirmed."
"Cut the crap Hyuuga—you lost so pay up!" Ino whipped an accusing finger around the room. "All of you—pay up."
Calmly, TenTen held up her hand. "Wait a second Ino, Neji's right. You bet that they would have sex first; we bet that they'd start dating first. If they're secretly dating, you owe us money." TenTen leaned forward, peering around Ino at him. "Are you?"
He felt his neck burning. His frown deepened. "We're just friends."
Ino sank back into the couch, her eyes expectantly appraising him. "Friends with benefits?"
"Just. Friends."
"Come on, Sasuke: why the continued denial? We all know there's something more going on with you and Sakura." Kiba pressed, attempting to stretch his legs onto the ottoman as TenTen shoved them off.
"Nothing is going on." His voice was nearly a growl.
Smirking, Neji joined the conversation. "If that were truly the case Uchiha, then why are you accompanying her to the carnival? Knowing you, you would never attend willingly."
"That's right. " Kiba mused, grinning. "You always used to bow out of these things."
"So did Neji." Sasuke quickly retorted.
"That was before I became involved with TenTen. As her partner, I'm obliged to attend such trivial 'get-togethers'. What is your excuse?"
They were all staring at him with the taunting little smiles of instigators. He heard Naruto make a sound resembling the cracking of a whip.
"Nothing is going on." He repeated sternly.
"Sasuke, you can try to deny it all you want but the proof is here in my hand." Naruto held up the key, dangling it joyfully in front of the small crowd.
Shikamaru's drooped gaze studied the object. "It's a key, so what?"
Naruto grinned. "Oh, it's not just any key. This is the key to that door." He pointed helpfully. "And it belongs to Sasuke."
The collective gasp of the three females resounded through the room, Ino's hand shooting out to snatch the item from Naruto's grasp. They looked at it in wonder.
"A key to your house: the ultimate item of trust." Ino mused, gazing at the metal. Her eyes flickered to Sasuke's face. "Either you guys are seriously dating or you're amazing in bed."
Hinata jarred Ino's arm, her voice disproving. "Ino!"
"Well he must be! She gets off work, there's Sasuke in the bed; ready for her. Why else would she give him a key?"
"In case there's an emergency?" Hinata suggested.
Skeptically, TenTen regarded Hinata. "Give me a break. What kind of emergency garners the need for a spare key? If her house is on fire, that key won't help anyone."
Naruto nodded approvingly, glad that they were following his train of thought. "So what kind of 'emergency' is the key for?" he prodded.
"A sexual emergency." Kiba followed, a smile spreading across his face.
"Or in the event that Sakura is hospitalized, Sasuke is able to retrieve items from home that she might need." Shino proposed.
TenTen rolled her eyes. "Come on Shino, you can't possibly believe that there's nothing going on between those two."
"But I do. Sasuke does not seem like a man who finds the need to justify himself. If he were to enter into an affair with Sakura, he wouldn't deny your claims so adamantly: he would instead ignore you altogether. So nothing has happened, yet. Although with the obvious attraction between the two, I hardly see it remaining that way."
Ino nodded to her self, thinking. "Hmm, possibly. But I still think they've totally been getting it on." She turned back to Sasuke, taking note of the steadily growing red hue his skin was taking on.
"There's no need to be embarrassed, Sasuke. Lots of people have secret sex escapades. We all knew there was something more to your 'friendship'."
"What are we talking about? Chouji inquired as he entered the room, his arms filled with various snack bags.
"Sasuke and Sakura are having a secret affair." Kiba informed him, placing each of his feet on either side of TenTen. She dug her fingernails into his exposed skin.
Chouji blinked a few times before smiling; a connection being formed in his head. "Is that why I saw you buying flowers a couple of days ago?"
He glared; imagining thousands of roasting skewers puncturing the pudgy ninja's body. Who had granted any of these people the gift of speech?
"Flowers? What flowers?" Ino asked, her gaze flitting from Sasuke's still form to Chouji's crumb covered face.
He grabbed a handful of chips. "Yeah, I saw Sasuke walking out of some shop with these red flowers—" the crunching of the chips cut off his words.
"What kind?" Hinata asked.
"What kind! What kind!" Ino repeated impatiently. Chouji continued munching. "I don't know. Does it matter?"
Ino groaned, exasperated. "Of course it does! It matters a lot."
"What was that Shino?" Hinata asked.
"He bought tulips."
"How do—"
"They're upstairs in the hall. My insects have always been particularly fond of their scent. It excites them."
TenTen broke the ensuing silence. "That's, uh, interesting."
Ino scowled before murmuring to herself. "Tulips, tulips. Yellow represents happiness, red represents—" she turned to Sasuke, her eyes glistening, voice rising several octaves. "Red represents a declaration of love!"
They were squealing. Squealing and 'awing' and spewing all sorts of high pitched girlish coos. Kiba and Naruto's mocking squeals added to the cacophony; their deeper voices horrendously imitating the noises emitting from the women's throats. He couldn't bear this any longer. Each time he spoke, the situation worsened; each minute he didn't speak, the situation worsened. He was at a loss.
"Sakura was feeling sick so I bought her flowers to cheer her up. I only got those because I liked them. That's. All." He creased his eyebrows, hoping his stern glare would emphasize his words.
"Perhaps your subconscious is trying to tell you something Sasuke." Neji offered politely, unfazed by the dark glare he received. "Perhaps you hold a certain affection for Sakura that you are not consciously aware of."
Rot in hell, rot in hell, rot in hell, rot in hell, rot in hell, rot in hell, rot in hell—
"Yes!" Ino gasped grabbing his arm. "It makes perfect sense: you haven't made a move on Sakura because you haven't realized that you're in love with her."
Hinata clasped her hands together, her eyes unfocused in a wistful haze. "Just like that movie with Sakamoto Riichirou…"
"Where he doesn't realize he's in love with Hana until she's diagnosed with cancer…" TenTen continued.
"And then she dies in his arms before he gets the chance to tell her." Ino sighed, her hands clutching her heart. "I cried for hours." Each girl nodded solemnly.
"You know that's just a movie, right?" Shikamaru drawled.
"An ineffective reflection of true relationships." Neji added.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure you can't relate a real life situation to some chick flick." Kiba mentioned, warily studying the women's gazes that glistened with romantic visions.
Eyes narrowed, Shikamaru caught the way Ino's eyes flashed, her mind already calculating possibilities. "Don't get any ideas Ino…"
"Guys, I just got an idea." She gushed eagerly to the group. "The most perfect idea—" she gasped to herself, as if overwhelmed by the magnitude of the thought. "This might be the most important thing I do in my life."
"What are you planning now?" Chouji asked, his voice weary.
Quickly, Ino turned to Sasuke, grabbing his hand. He looked blankly at her slim fingers entwined with his. And then at her face. And then more pointedly at their hands. And back at her face. He was sure his eyes were accurately portraying the annoyance welling up inside of him. But she only tightened her grip; adding her other hand to the pile.
"Sasuke," she began, her voice heavy with earnest, "I won't let what happened to Sakamoto Riichirou in A Kiss Before Sunrise happen to you."
"Sakura is of perfect health." Neji interjected. Without breaking eye contact with Sasuke, Ino silently held her hand up in response to the interruption.
"You don't know it yet, but you're in love with Sakura—"
"I'm n—"
"And it's our duty as your friends to help you in your romantic endeavors."
She turned to the group, ignoring Sasuke's attempt to disapprove. "We have one goal: to get Sasuke and Sakura together by any means necessary. In order to achieve our goal, I propose that we form a committee; designed to aid Sasuke with his efforts to woo Sakura."
"A committee." Shikamaru repeated as Ino nodded eagerly. "And what exactly are we doing in this committee?"
Rolling her eyes, Ino responded. "We're helping Sasuke with his romantic endeavors! Pay attention, would you?"
"Yeah, but what exactly are we doing?" Kiba elaborated. "Are we locking them in a closet or handcuffing them together or what? What kind of help are we talking about here?"
TenTen looked up at him with an expression of incredulity. "You consider those things romantic?" Kiba returned her gaze. "You don't?"
"What if we fill Sakura's living room with Ichiraku coupons and say they were from Sasuke? " Naruto suggested excitedly.
Neji sneered. "And what is that supposed to do?"
Rolling his eyes, Naruto explained his reasoning. "Win her over; duh. Girls like it when you fill their houses with things."
"I think it's a good idea." Chouji encouraged.
"Thank you Chouji!"
"No, girls like it when you fill their houses with flowers, and chocolates and teddy bears—not coupons for fatty, calorie-filled food." Ino corrected. "Besides the assistance Sasuke really needs has more to do with communication than anything else. Brick walls are better at vocalizing their feelings than Sasuke here."
"Ouch." Kiba laughed.
Hinata peeked carefully at Sasuke, noticing the rigid twist of his mouth. "I don't know about this Ino. Maybe we shouldn't get involved. Maybe Sasuke is waiting for the right time."
Despite the fact that she thought he was in love with Sakura, Sasuke decided he liked Hinata. She was reasonable and far less irritating than the rest of them.
Ino waved off her comment. "Please Hinata—waiting for the right time? It's been nine years and you haven't found the "right time" to tell 'you-know-you' how you feel; what makes you think Sasuke, the walking hunk of ice, will find the "right time"? We can't wait until he grows enough balls to declare his love: Sakura's only going to remain fertile for so long."
Kiba's mouth fell open, his face reddening. "Uh…."
"That is not a subject you should freely discuss, Ino." Neji reprimanded, his cheeks lightly swathed in red.
Ino scoffed. "Stop being so sensitive. Menopause is a natural thing; it happens to all females.
Frustrated and confused, Naruto turned to face Hinata; leaning in to loudly whisper his question. "What's menopause?"
She blushed at their proximity then balked at his naïveté, causing her to stumble awkwardly over her words. She nearly cried with happiness as Shikamaru came to her rescue.
"Don't worry about it Naruto." Shikamaru assured; unfazed by Ino's boldness.
"But I want to know!" Naruto pressed. Sasuke looked on thankfully as they all began speaking at once, the focus of their conversation shifted away from him.
And then, from her room upstairs, Sakura unknowingly wrenched their attention back to him.
"Hey Sasuke? Could you come zip me up please?"
Immediately they fell silent, grinning at him with this look in their eyes. Ino shooed him towards the stairs. Naruto winked at him. Kiba gave him two enthusiastic thumbs up. Even Shikamaru was smirking. What were wrong with these people? He had a strictly platonic relationship with Sakura: what was preventing them from absorbing that information? He glared at them, his eyes daggers.
"Sasuke, please?" Dear God, she was whining. Did her whining voice always sound so provocative? Their smiles were swelling.
"She's begging for you Sasuke." Naruto murmured. "Aren't you gonna give her what she wants?"
He watched them attempt to choke down their laughter. A short guffaw exploded from behind Naruto's hands. "What are you waiting for Sasu-chan?" Kiba mocked.
Damn it, damn it, damn it to hell.
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Ziegfeld Theatre
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One upcoming show where you can guarantee that the curtains will be used:
And it's free! First come, first served. WOW!
Oh yes Bill I so remember that thing. When "marooned" opened I spoke with the guy running the thing. He basically ran he lights, sound levels and may have started the show from there. But he went to far when he said something along the lines of we barely need anyone in the booth anymore now. As a projectionist at the time and concerned about all this automation stuff I was a little shall we say sensitive to that remark Man did I give him a piece of my mind.
Vito: Remember the electronic remote control console the Ziegfeld had in the beginning, in the back row of the orchestra? If only they'd install something like that in the auditorium for the curtains. I'd be proud to press that button at every show I attended.
Oh my God, the curtain thing again.
Management, please put a big sign in the booth
If they are breaking down a lot for heavens sake get a pro in there to find the reoccuring problem and fix the darn things once and for all. I spent close to 60 years in theatres and sure they broke down but we got em fixed. As to a projectionist who needs to be instructed to open and close the curtains…
please, are you kdding me. I have said this before,in my day we would have rode him outta town on a rail.
Look, I understand by now that the curtain thing at this theatre is a lost cause but I feel better bitchin about it
There I feel better now. :)
I was just gonna say that exact thing. Has anyone actually told them?
No, I think it that the projectionist has to be told before EACH show to use the curtain. Sheer madness.
It wasn't used for the Friday night show of "Shutter Island" either. Maybe it's broken again?
Liked the print of "Funny Girl" but unfortunatly the curtain was not used at the 1 PM show on Thursday.
Hi Everyone:
I caught the 4:30 "Shutter Island" yesterday at the Ziegfeld. I'm not here to review the movie ( which by the way, I liked). But just the experience of being there, from Leroy's wonderful "Welcome to the Ziegfeld, remember that the best seat in the house is the one you're sitting in" to the experience of actually sitting in that seat, reminded me of two quotes from Marcus Loew ( I had to look them up on IMDB):
"We sell tickets to theaters, not movies."
"I long ago learned that success cannot be weighed by the money at one's command. When you come down to the real facts I guess the most successful man is the one that has made the world a better place to live in and the people in it a little happier."
We just had one week of Classics which I hope you enjoyed. If you'd like more, please post here or better yet e-mail Craig at
and Best,
Also, check out the framed displays in the lobby. You'll find a photo of the real Fanny Brice, on the left wall near the escalator.
You're welcome, Yankee Mike. I hope they use the curtains for your show!
Thanks Bill for the review of "Funny Girl". I plan to attend the 1 PM screening today.
Ah, so it must have been the Criterion—I remembered the girl, but not the theatre!!
Thanks, William
Ziegfeld Man, "Funny Girl" had it's World Premiere on Sept. 18th, 1968 and opened on Sept 19th. at the Criterion Theatre. It finished it's Roadshow Engagement at that theatre after 72 weeks in 70MM. And it moved over to the DeMille on Feb. 4th., 1970.
Wonderful, well said. Thats showbiz!
Normally I would not even dignify AGR's comments with a response. However since my name was mentioned in the post allow me just say
I forgive his ignorance.
By the by I was able to reach one the boys I did the WSS Road show at the Syosset. He is 88 years young and happy retired and living in Arizona. While he had no positive memory of how the opening was handled he believed we would have ran the whistles with curtains closed. In fact he went on to say "There ain't no way we exposed the white sheet, not even for Bobby Wiseâ€
He also reminded me that while instructions or requests for presentation of the pictures were generally honored there were times when we had to remind the film makers that their job is to make the pictures, and a damn fine job they did. However it was our job to project or present them in the atmosphere of showmanship that WE did so well.
I did not take anything that you said personally, I hope that my response to you expressed that sentiment. My background in cinema and experience in speaking before audiences are both substantial and I have enough respect for myself to defend someone's right to disagree.
This forum tends to become very lively and interesting when Classics are shown at the Ziegfeld, and, since the interest is there, can perhaps engender more Classic screenings.
So, I'm in favor of keeping what you started going. Even bad publicity is good.
With that said, you've already indicated, in criticizing my remarks that you've "never given an intro to a film nor expect to" and that you are "not qualified."
So, how about, with some detail, telling us about some intros to Classic films that you've experienced which have been more to your liking and are not, as you say, "childish."
sheesh! I wish I could've attended the screening of West Side Story at the Ziegfeld Cinema. Great speech, Gary! Way to go!
A cousin of mine and I attended an evening screening of the film West Side Story at the Ziegfeld back in October 2006, and we had a wonderful time!
Here's hoping WSS comes back to the Ziegfeld in the spring so I could see about driving down there again for the screening. Woohoo!
Ian, of course it was negative. I did nor like the intro, period. Let's just end it. I am entitled to my opinion. You or someone else did not like it? Too bad.
By the way,
I'll be at the 4:30 "Shutter Island" on Friday (not introducing it)\
Anyone else going??
Awww…. Pepe holding a flower, how appropriate!
I'd say the coins mean the same thing as the stones. There weren't many stones lying around in that cemetery, so someone must have left a coin instead and it just grew from there.
At Mel Blanc's grave in Hollywood, people left the traditional stones – and something else:
I'm curious – what is the symbolism of the coins? I've seen small stones at grave markers but never coins.
Elvis was also supposed to play opposite Barbra Streisand in "A Star Is Born", but Col. Parker said no to that too. I guess it was the Colonel's fault that Elvis kept making the same kind of movie over and over.


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So we needed a car. We needed a trailer. We needed a home.
I missed the beach. Never saw a tornado in my life and I was not up for repeating the experience. We stopped at a couple houses that weren't in terrible shape and looted some dry clothes. I found shoes that fit, but the other guys were in ones a size too small and the girl kept tripping in ones that were too big. We hopped in the first car we found and went straight to Walmart. We got some dry goods that weren't too expired and clothes that fit better, then Baxter suggest we just get some boxes or animal carriers for the chickens instead of building something for them, and Everett seemed too tired to argue, so he agreed and then we went driving around the rural outskirts looking for another horse trailer. It looked like the tornado had hit some out here, too, but it had missed the RV park and we took full advantage after we got all the animals loaded back up.
Once we were all crammed inside our place of choice, Baxter put out snacks and we discussed where to go.
"Utah," Genevieve said immediately, picking at a plate of pizza rolls.
"Why Utah?" I asked. "What about Florida?"
She shrugged. "I did a report on it in third grade. Plus, it's in the last area we have to search."
"Any other suggestions?" Everett asked, smoothing out a map.
"As long as it's not in tornado alley, I'm game," I responded.
"We can always move again if we don't like it. It's not like we need money or real estate agents," Baxter said, rolling his eyes.
"Then let's go to Utah."
Everett started mapping out a route that would take us through areas they hadn't put up signs in yet while Genevieve grabbed a few cans of spray paint and started to leave. "Who wants to go with me to tag our old place so people know we survived the damage and where we're headed?"
Baxter volunteered, so I stayed to finish off the snacks and clean up. "So where are we staying? Salt Lake City?" I asked as he marked the map.
He didn't answer right away, he was scratching a math problem off to the side. "I don't know. We could. I think it would be best to find a house big enough for all of us and more, with at least an acre to farm. I'm sure someone wealthy built something we can convert for our needs somewhere in or near the city."
"Cool beans, man, sounds good. So," I said casually. "You and her are a thing?"
"We are in a committed monogamous relationship," he replied sharply, tapping his pen on the table.
"Boo." I blew a raspberry at him. "Lame. You guys ever wanna do anything interesting, let me know."
"I'll keep that in mind," he said, his voice tight and sarcastic. "Pass me that bottle behind you."
I tossed him the water and popped one of the movies I'd lifted from the store into the tv. Happy Gilmore was one of my all-time Sandler favorites, right behind Billy Madison.
He groaned when he realized what was on. "Anything but that, please, Genevieve has watched every movie he's in at least thirty times."
What kind of dude didn't appreciate the Sandman? He had to be one of the most boring people I'd ever met, but I wasn't up for an argument, so I shrugged and swapped it out for South Park.
"Will you turn it off when Vieve gets back? She thinks that show goes a little far."
"And here I thought she was cool for loving Adam Sandler," I grumbled.
I got through two full episodes before he rolled up his map and the girl and Baxter returned, their arms full of things they'd salvaged from the wreckage.
"I think they'll be alright if I wash them. I saved my favorites that weren't torn." She dumped a pile of dresses on a chair and sat beside them, frowning up at the television. "Can we watch something else? Something funny, please?" She glanced sideways at Everett who sighed.
"I will tolerate anything but Adam Sandler," he relented. She whooped and pulled out Get Hard from it's hiding spot under a cushion and unwrapped it.
"You two ok with this?" she asked, holding up the movie.
"Kevin Hart, hell yeah," I said. She wrinkled her nose.
"I actually love the movie in spite of him," she said, taking out South Park and sliding Get Hard in.
"I forgot to tell you they're both incredibly racist- it's why I wasn't allowed to live in the guest room," Baxter said.
Genevieve punched him and grabbed a water bottle. "So who's driving first?" She put her finger on the tip of her nose and we followed suit. Everett was the only one not paying attention.
"I guess it's Everett," she said, grinning. "Who's navigating?"
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A suburban home has become physically animated by a vengeful human soul looking to stir up trouble from beyond the grave, and it's up to three adventurous kids from the neighborhood to do battle with the structural golem in this comically frightful tale, directed by Gil Kenan and featuring the voices of Steve Buscemi, Nick Cannon, Maggie Gyllenhaal, and Kevin James. DJ Harvard (voice of Mitchel Musso) lives directly across the street from a most unusual house. A malevolent entity that longs to feed on the energy of the living, the once peaceful house that looms ominously outside of DJ's bedroom window would like nothing more than the chance to feast on the children of the neighborhood. As Halloween begins to draw near and the children of the neighborhood prepare for another long night of trick-or-treating, it appears as if it may be the house that is in for the biggest treat of all. Now, with the adults turning a deaf ear to DJ's strange findings, it's up to the brave young boy and his faithful friends Chowder (voice of Sam Lerner) and Jenny (Spencer Locke) to break through the barrier of the supernatural and defeat the powers of darkness before the house grows too powerful to fight. ~ Jason Buchanan, Rovi
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Yesterday's passage of a Intelligence Spending bill, by the house spells the end of the "loose lip" rogue ops who exist only to blab secrets to the media and undermine our country - at least if they want to keep their pension checks.
"The bill would require Negroponte to study administrative punishments for government employees who leaked classified information, including revocation of their pensions.
Renzi offered a resolution that condemns media organizations that profit from disclosures and calls on the president to use his constitutional powers to act against leakers of classified information. The resolution, the kind Congress uses to express an opinion on an issue, made no substantive or practical changes to current law. It passed 366-56.
Renzi said the resolution sends a message that former government employees or those soon to retire would be prosecuted for leaks. He said media organizations should help "safeguard the nation's secrets" during the terror war.
"It is never in our nation's best interest to disclose our most sensitive intelligence sources and methods to our enemies," Renzi said in a statement.
The resolution probably won't make much difference in how reporters handle sensitive information, though.
"I think it is obnoxious, but I don't think it will have much of an impact," said Lucy Dalglish, executive director of the Reporters Committee for Freedom of the Press."
But in addition the bill would allow the agency to persue those ops even if they retired, with prosecution and revocation of pensions and benefits. Which is why the agency issued a warning to those ex ops who just can't resist talking to the WAPO, Times, and other rags.
Kit gloves are off - like Rambo, "We're coming after you!"
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UPDATE: Reader Carol note that 56 Democrats voted against this bill. Yeah, "Party of Treason" ...who would have thunk it?
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The Government put the sale of 40,000 hectares of publicly owned forests on hold today amid growing anger over plans to dispose of all of England's public forests.
Environment Secretary Caroline Spelman said sales of 15% of public forests announced in last year's spending review will not go ahead until a review aimed at "significantly" strengthening the protections given to the woodlands is completed.
The announcement follows widespread criticism of proposals by ministers to offload the remaining 85% of England's public forests to timber companies, charities and local communities.
The Government's consultation, which provoked a storm of protest when it was published last month, outlines plans to dispose of England's 258,000-hectare public forest estate, currently managed by the Forestry Commission, over the next 10 years.
The proposals include a £250 million sale of leaseholds for commercially valuable forests to timber companies, measures to allow communities, charities and even local authorities to buy or lease woods, and plans to transfer well-known "heritage" woods such as the New Forest into the hands of charities.
It has raised fears of loss of public access, development and damage to wildlife.
The already-announced sale of 15% of the estate - the maximum the Government can sell under current legislation - aimed to raise £100 million towards the Environment Department's budget.
But Ms Spelman said the Government was committed to increasing protection for access and public benefit in woodlands, and that the "inadequate measures" applied to sales under the previous administration would be reviewed.
However she said the review would not affect the commitment to sell 15% of the forest estate over the next four years, and had no impact on the continuing consultation into the remaining 85% of the public forests.
The announcement was met with a cautious welcome from groups campaigning against the plans to remove forests from public ownership, but there were warnings that nothing short of a complete U-turn on the policy would suffice.
Up to half the public estate is commercially valuable forest, which - under the plans put out for consultation - would be sold on 150-year leaseholds rather than a freehold basis, allowing the Government to impose conditions on timber companies to protect public access and ensure environmental standards.
The previously announced sales of 40,000 hectares of land or 15% of the estate, which the Government said will target woods that provide limited added benefits for people, did not have protections for public access or wildlife and the review aims to ensure those safeguards are in place.
Conservation charities such as the Woodland Trust said they had been concerned that the sales would have allowed damaged heathland and ancient woodland which had been planted with conifers to be sold rather than being restored.
And the National Trust said it seemed the messages from the public about the importance of protecting access, wildlife and benefits of forests was getting through to the Government.
Almost half a million people have signed an online "Save our Forests" petition opposing the Government plans, while more than 100,000 have signed up to a Woodland Trust petition calling for special treatment of ancient woodland and better protection for all woods - whoever they are owned by.
But opposition MPs warned today's announcement did not mean the Government was scrapping its plans for public forests, which make up 18% of woodlands in England.
Mary Creagh, shadow environment secretary, said the "partial U-turn" would not be enough to silence the protests against the plans to sell off public woods.
And Green Party MP Caroline Lucas said: "It's clear that the Government is now on the back foot as a result of the public campaign against their ill-judged proposals.
"But we still have a fight on our hands to resist the legislative changes that would make the forest sell-off a reality - which is why I will be seeking to amend the Public Bodies Bill in the Commons."
Unions also warned that the Public Bodies Bill, which is currently going through Parliament, would enable the Government to amend the Forestry Commission's statutory and wider functions at will and pave the way for a sell-off.
And they called for job losses at the Forestry Commission to be called off.
Earlier this month, it was announced that around 300 jobs in the Forestry Commission in England would go, along with between 100 and 150 roles in Scotland, as a result of cuts to the commission's budget of 26% between now and 2015.
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Every year, Congress authorizes funding for the Department of Defense through the National Defense Authorization Act (NDAA). This year, three different sections of the Senate-passed bill (Secs. 730, 735, and 752) contain language that would significantly reduce or eliminate ob-gyns and pediatricians in the Military Health System (MHS).
Sections 730 and 735 would eliminate beneficiary care for the families of military service members within the MHS – pushing families off base and into the private sector, often in locations that already have major access problems. Section 752, would direct the Secretary of Defense to eliminate specialties, including ob-gyn and pediatrics, from DoD graduate medical education (GME) programs.
TAKE ACTION: Tell your Members of Congress to ACT NOW on this and other bipartisan women's health priorities.
Why We Need Your Help
These provisions undermine our military's effectiveness by taking away needed healthcare access from female service members and dependents. According to the DoD, there are 201,400 women currently serving on active duty, 15% of all active duty military, and 9,200 women are deployed.
Ob-gyns provide primary, preventive, and surgical care for active duty service members and Armed Forces families. Ob-gyns in the military's GME programs train general surgery residents in important field procedures, including common ob-gyn operating techniques that are critical to care in combat zones.
Solving this Problem
Enact a National Defense Authorization Act that preserves access to ob-gyns and pediatricians in the Military Health System by removing Sections 730, 735, and 752 of the Senate-passed bill from the final NDAA.
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I used to have a web site to document the layout but it got too be to much hassle.
I'm hoping to replace it with the photo bucket library.
Did you think there were to many pictures?
Did you find the descriptions useful to explain what was going on?
I ask because I'm using the ATC forum as guinea pigs before I send the address and password out to family and fellow train enthusiasts.
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Loved the descriptions. Very helpful to know what I was looking at. I actually sat and looked through it ALL. It's truly an amazing thing. My question to you is this: I can only assume you are never moving. What will happen to it down the road? You have an awesome wife!!
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Serendipalm, Sereniworld's Ghanaian subsidiary that was established to source organic and Fair Trade palm oil for Dr. Bronner's soaps, is now a large community employer, working with more than 670 family farms and producing more than 500 metric tons of palm oil every year. The company pays farmers an organic premium and also provides inputs and organic agricultural training.
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- 1 cup pecan halves (4 ounces)
- 1 tablespoon Dijon mustard
- 1 tablespoon raspberry vinegar
- 1 tablespoon raspberry preserves
- 3 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil
- 1 teaspoon chopped basil
- 1 teaspoon finely chopped thyme
- Salt and freshly ground pepper
- One 5-ounce bag baby arugula
- 1 cup crumbled fresh goat cheese (4 ounces)
- 1 pound leftover roasted lamb, cut into bite-size pieces
Preheat the oven to 350°. Spread the pecans in a pie plate and toast for 7 to 8 minutes, until golden. Let cool.
In a large bowl, whisk the mustard with the raspberry vinegar and preserves. Whisk in the olive oil until emulsified. Whisk in the basil and thyme and season with salt and pepper. Add the arugula, goat cheese, pecans and lamb, and toss to combine. Serve.


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The Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences has announced that it received a $7 million gift from Dolby Laboratories to provide audiovisual technology in the Academy Music of Motion Pictures' movie theaters. The Dolby family has also made a $5 million donation to the Academy Museum's capital campaign. In recognition of the gift, the… Read more
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Lorain, Ohio (The Weekly Vice) - Stacy Galvan, a 32-year-old Ohio woman was jailed Christmas eve after police found her and her three underage children drunk - One juvenile was found floundering in his own vomit.
According to Lorain Police, officers were dispatched on a report of intoxicated juveniles out of control.
Police arrived at Galvan's apartment to find her arguing with her 12-year-old twin son and daughter. Galvan was visibly intoxicated with slurred speech and reeking of alcohol.
When investigators attempted to ask her what all the shouting was about, she stated that she could no longer handle the children and that they are the reason she is an alcoholic.
While police were taking her statement, officers heard a voice crying from a bedroom inside the apartment. When officers entered the bedroom, they found Galvan's 13-year-old son laying in a puddle of vomit - drifting in and out of consciousness. He was taken by Lifecare Ambulance to a local hospital.
The twins told police they had only had one drink but stated their mother and older brother had been drinking all night. They were later released into the custody of their grandmother.
Galvan was booked into the Lorain County Jail on three counts of endangering children. After her arrest, she reportedly vomited in the backseat of the police cruiser and then later urinated on herself at the police station.
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Bengaluru, Nov 19: Today is Wednesday, November 19, 2014. What happened on this day in history? Oneindia takes a look at the past:
1863: Late US president Abraham Lincoln delivers the Gettysburg Address at the site of the Battle of Gettysburg fought during the American Civil War.
1897: Great fire on London breaks out.
1905: Steamer Hilda sinks in the English Channel, 100 die.
1915: The Allied Powers ask China to join the fight against the Central Powers in the First World War.
1917: India's third prime minister Indira Gandhi is born in Allahabad.
1923: Music composer Salil Chowdhury was born in West Bengal.
1926: Leon Trotsky expelled from the Politburo in the Soviet Union. 1942 Soviet forces take the offensive at Stalingrad.
1928: Wrestler-actor Dara Singh is born.
1951: Bollywood actor Zeenat Aman is born in Mumbai (then Bombay).
1969: Apollo 12 reaches the moon.
1975: Bollywood actor Sushmita Sen was born in Hyderabad.
1985: US President Ronald Reagan and USSR president Mikhail Gorbachev meet for the first time.
1990: Pop duo Milli Vanilli stripped of their Grammy Award after it is learned they did not contribute to their award-winning Girl You Know Its True album.
1994: Bollywood actor Aishwarya Rai was crowned as the Miss World.
1998: US House of Representatives begins impeachment proceedings against President Bill Clinton.
2010: Mining disaster in New Zealand killing 29.
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