I’m Earl Pomerantz. I used to write for television. I was pretty good.
Since I’m not technically skilled – without the generous help of Ken Levine I wouldn’t even have gotten this far – I haven’t included an “About Me.” If you’re interested, you can look me up on "IMDB." I’m proud of my credits, except perhaps for one. I acted in a movie called "Cannibal Girls." Pretty girls pick up hitchhikers, lure them home promising certain enticements – I can’t remember what they were, though I remember the pretty girls didn’t button their shirts all the way up. After serving us a sumptuous banquet, the pretty girls kill us and eat us. I can’t recommend "Cannibal Girls", since I haven’t seen it all the way through. I was the first one to get hacked to pieces and eaten, and since the movie to that point was terrible and disgusting, I’ve no incentive to watch the rest of it. Once in a very long while, "Cannibal Girls" is shown on a cable station in my hometown of Toronto, after which, like clockwork, I receive a residual check for eleven cents. That’s eleven cents Canadian money, which used to be nine cents American money but now, with the plummeting American dollar, it’s twelve cents. All told, over the years, I must have raked in close to a dollar.
What’s this blog going to be about? Well, for one thing, I like to tell stories about things that happened to me. For example, when I was nine years old, I was sent to summer camp without being told I was going. So there’s that. In 1967, I lived in London where I went to acting school, while surviving as a substitute teacher who had no idea how to teach and later, as a toy wrapper at Harrod’s department store, where I had a boss from Glasgow whose accent was so thick, the entire time I was there, I didn’t have the slightest clue what he was telling me to do. I also met the princess of Luxembourg. So there’s that too.
I have, not a lot of interests, but a few passionate ones. I go to Extension classes at UCLA where I study mostly philosophy and history. I’m a fan of the major sports, still follow the Leafs and the Blue Jays (Toronto teams), but I’ll watch anything if it’s good. Two things I like about sports – there’s an indisputable outcome to every game, and sometimes, a player will do something so amazing, you can call in your wife who doesn’t care about sports to watch the replay and she’ll think it’s amazing too.
Of course, I love comedy and always have. My first viewing of Abbott and Costello’s "Who’s On First?" routine made me laugh so hard, my mother panicked, fearing I might be laughing myself to death. I like T.V. and movies, though I recoil cowardly…ly from violence. My passion, however, is old cowboy movies, especially the cheesy “B” westerns of the 1930’s and 40’s. I wrote a book entitled, "Sagebrush Memories", where I imagined old actors reminiscing about playing the classic western roles. For example:
THE GOOD GUY
“I rode in, cleaned up the town, and rode out. Sometimes I’d sing.”
There are longer reminiscences. I just wanted to whet (or is it wet?) your appetite.
I also, forgive me, have a political point of view. I’ve written a book entitled "Both Sides Make Me Angry." That pretty much covers where I stand. I just want things to make sense, and a lot of time, they don’t. For example, when a Supreme Court nominee, a judge, whose decisions have leaned consistently to the Left or to the Right is asked at the confirmation hearing, “Can you be impartial?”, isn’t the only truthful answer to that question, “Well, I haven’t been so far.”?
Sorry about the punctuation; I think I was sick when they taught it. What else? I’ll try and be interesting, I’ll try and be entertaining, I’ll try and be insightful without being, you know, wrong. It’s hard to talk about stuff I haven’t written yet, but hopefully, this thing’ll be worth your time. Maybe, if I’m lucky, I’ll come up with things that will surprise us both.
See you around, I hope.