Magic Mike it’s not

Every time I think I’ve seen all the vintage Halloween cartoons, someone proves me wrong. Thanks to @bittycar, I think I have two spooky bits to post this weekend. Try not to get too scared.

Raw dough

I had a job a few years ago that required me to look at a lot of film cue sheets. As I was looking through some of these cue sheets, I noticed a music cue title that kept popping up – “Weepy Donuts.” They were all written by the same composer, but there was slightly different music publisher information attached to each one so it seemed clear that it wasn’t the same piece of music being used for different movies, but different pieces of music with the same title.

I pointed it out to a colleague, who also thought it was odd. Later in the week, this colleague happened by some coincidence to run into the “Weepy Donuts” composer, and he brought it up with him. The composer laughed, didn’t explain the joke, but did mention that his music performing rights society told him to cut it out with the “Weepy Donuts” thing. It was getting too hard for them to keep track of which one was was actually earning money and who was supposed to be paid for it. So I figured that was the end of that.

I just did a brief Google search this morning, however, and I noticed that the composer used the title for yet another cue recently, for a movie that came out last year. I wonder if this joke is even funny to him any more, or if naming a score cue “Weepy Donuts” is some sort of mad compulsion that he can’t seem to stop at this point. Here’s hoping the composer gets it under control before the phrase is written on his tombstone.

Parks and wrecks

I was reading a story about some problems Milwaukee’s Lake Park is having with too many Pokemon Go players invading the park. The story focused on a neighborhood association meeting scheduled to address the problems, and it featured a child wearing a top hat and Ghostbusters t-shirt sobbing copiously during his advocacy speech. So, it was a typical neighborhood association meeting.

This started me thinking about what we used to do in the park as kids. Depending on our age, it was either drinking, inadvertently finding older kids’ drugs in the bushes, or skating around screaming while pretending that the guy minding his own business on the grass was actually trying to chase us with his pants down.

I say embrace Pokemon Go, park people. Who knows what the kid in the top hat and Ghostbusters shirt will do if left to his own non-electronic devices?

 

Tuba or not tuba, that is the question

I don’t think the other tenants normally react this way when a tuba player gets a room at a boarding house. Bravo for your positivity and enthusiasm, other tenants. But what is going on with the arrest at the end? What’s the charge?

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Breakfast, lunch and dinner club

Why does this diner no longer exist? I would eat here for every meal, even if I had to look at some scary baby who looks like that awful comic strip character Henry. Oh, how I hate that Henry.

One mean zucchini

I’m not a fan of pencils, and I’m not a fan of saxophones, but Jerry here (Jerry’s the short one, right? Jerry’s always the short one) is making me rethink my position.

A gift from the 99 cent store

At the 99 cent store not too long ago, I noticed a bunch of DVDs of old cartoons. I love cartoons and I love bargains, so I grabbed a few of them; even if they were terrible, they were only 99 cents each. I picked up Popeye, Superman, and Tom & Jerry. I was particularly excited about the Tom & Jerry because I had been looking on YouTube for my favorite Tom & Jerry cartoon where Tom and Jerry are fighting over a fancy New York penthouse, and Jerry winds up convincing Tom that he’s a ghost by dipping himself in flour, and so far I had been unsuccessful. It’s one of the Tom & Jerry cartoons made by Chuck Jones, and it’s really great. I don’t know why, but I had some vague hope that this cartoon might be on the DVD.

It wasn’t, but I was in for an even better surprise. The Tom & Jerry cartoons that were on the DVD did not feature a cat and mouse, but a human duo. These guys were from the Van Beuren Studios in the ’30s and they were… well, they were pretty fantastic. Rubbery and surreal, and in short, everything a cartoon should be. This is why I love the 99 cent store. It can always be counted on for melamine-laced candy and Wyler’s Lemonade, but once in a while it offers this kind of magic.

In honor of Halloween, here is their first cartoon Wot A Night. Please be aware there are some politically incorrect skeletons around six minutes into the cartoon. This was the ’30s and they just didn’t get some stuff like we do now. Of course, in the grand scheme of things it’s not the worst thing I’ve ever seen; it’s not a big black guy with shiny shoes carving a backwards B into a white girl’s face or anything:

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