I’m told that the federal Gun Control Act of 1968 commanded that sales of ammunition be reported to police, and that that provision was repealed circa 1986 at the request of police who were weary of handling data that had never been useful. But when does the state of California ever learn anything? (Cited by Claire Wolfe)

Wo, Jim, catty much?

Tonight’s feature presentation was His Girl Friday (1940), and it left a bad taste. Summary: a chick digs a guy who’ll do anything, including framing innocent people for felonies, to win her.

Do they still make movies in which a reporter dupes someone for a story and then repents? (It Happened One Night (1934), Mr Deeds Goes to Town (1936), Roman Holiday (1953) . . . )

There is a website for strange search-strings that turn up in your referral logs, but is there one for funny randomly-generated spam titles? Today’s Ogre prize goes to gretchen sovkhoz wesleyan.

Someone just rang me from a 678 number, but hung up in two seconds. Do I know anyone odd in Georgia?

September 27: Or in Utah?

Next Sunday is Anita Rowland’s birthday.

Later: Anita commented: Most years I share a pastry with a film festival friend between movies to celebrate my birthday, but no full series pass this year though I may choose a few movies to view. So I’ll probably go see Shrek 2 with my husband and have a nice dinner out somewhere.

The ever-amazing Joshua Burton calls my attention to this song from someone I’d never heard of before.