Sundays are my day for lazing about. I revel in not working. In my realm, Sunday is a day to relax or take on tasks around the house that aren't major feats. I go with the flow. The first day of the calendar week also reminds me of a time of watching movies on WGN Family Classics with Frasier Thomas. WCIA out of Champaign/Urbana always had some movie playing. This was long before movies were released to video. Channels were limited to maybe 12 stations. What I now know as FOX Broadcasting was WFLD back when I was a kid. Those were the stations I'd flip to and from on the rotary knob of our console television set. It was my mother who'd insist on us watching "Ma and Pa Kettle" in their various incarnations. I learned to love Blondie and Dagwood in all their black and white ditziness. Without a doubt, my sense of humor was shaped by those movies and my mother's influence. Of all the motion pictures that were part of my Sunday movie enjoyment, none brings me a greater sense of guilty pleasure than those of Doris Day and Rock Hudson. Today, with little shame, I expose one of my favorites: Pillow Talk
I particularly love the line, "Mr. Allen, this may come as a shock to you, but there are some men who don't end every sentence with a propostion." Nice.