I was watching TEACHER'S PET, starring
Doris Day and
Clark Gable. I was watching it on
TCM, which has been restored unto us! Restored! Praise be to
the satellite. In one scene, Gig Young and Doris Day go out to a swinging
nightclub for Gig Young's birthday. Gig Young (who is mentioned in
the first short story in my second book, by the way) seems to regard the entertainment with relish and absorption. Here's what they have for entertainment at the nightclub: a duet between a harpist and a bongo player. And I was like, "Wow! That is the worst nightclub ever." The subsequent acts in the floor show were livelier. But still.