I Think It Is, Come to Think of It

I know this is slightly insane, but I think the highlight of my life to date - yes, possibly THE highlight - might just be meeting Jimmy Page in 2000.

Lulu loves her new school pic, saying she looks like a 'businesswoman" - 4th Grade

A New WNBA Star In the Making!

Just after returning from a three day vacation with a friend at Christmas Mountain, LuLu played in her first basketball game for the Cudahy Girls Basketball Club. She did well - much better than I expected based on my own time in grade school basketball. 

She led the team in rebounding and twice stole the ball, once running it all the way across the court to her own basket. There were better players on the court, but not by leaps and bounds, and none were nearly as beautiful. 

Well done LuLu!

Crumbling Pipes

We noticed some water under the kitchen sink, and when I checked the leaky pipe that was the cause . . . it crumbled under my finger. Literally crumbled, as if it was made of eggshells. Since it was put in, perhaps as early as 1892, the pipe has worn to the thickness of card stock. When that pipe was removed, the same thing happened to the pipes around it, and then to the vent pipe next to them both. In the end, the repair took a fair chunk of change and will stretch over two (part-time) days. Thank you 120 year old home, for creating yet another pit where I can toss my cash.

Scorcher

Scorcher is a book written by a co-worker of mine (pen name Kelly Edwards) and available through Amazon.com. 

 When you agree to read a book by someone you know, you always run the risk of having to plow through a clunker, all the while struggling to think of what faint praise you can bestow on it to save their feelings. Thankfully, that isn’t the case here. Kelly is a fine stylist and the book ‘reads easy’. The subject matter – it’s an action thriller centered on costumed superheroes – isn’t my cup of tea, but I know this would be a favorite of a lot of people here on my Facebook account. 

Complaints? I think it would have been more powerful had it ended a chapter or two earlier, leaving the final confrontation to a sequel, and I thought the romance at the center of the novel was entirely too chaste for entirely too long. Beyond that, it was an impressive debut.

Ginger in her school pic retake - K5

Two Rex Stout Novels

.Book #94: A Right to Die by Rex Stout is the rare Stout novel that really seems pigeonholed into a specific, very bleak time in history. A black man attempts to hire Nero Wolfe to dig up dirt on his son’s white fiance, all in an attempt to discredit her and nix the marriage (he and his wife are angered and disgusted by the prospect on an interracial marriage). The fiance turns up dead, the son is charged with the murder, and before it’s all through we have a very awkward mix of racists on both sides of the color barrier competing for attention. Putting all that aside (it was published in 1964, when it was probably spot-on), it is a good yarn told by a master of the written word, even if the clue by which Wolfe ID’s the killer is goofy and unrealistic. Given the dated nature of the book, I have to grade this only a C.

Book #97: Might as Well Be Dead by Rex Stout is a swell Nero Wolfe mystery centered around a young man who, for misguided reasons of love, refuses to help prove his innocence when charged with murder. Lucky for him Wolfe and Goodwin are around to ignore his wishes, and along the way there are plenty of twists and the trademark Stout style. I loved it. Grade: A

The Anderson Tapes

Book #93 The Anderson Tapes is the Edgar award winning first novel by Lawrence Sanders circa 1970. It’s the story of a high stakes robbery told via the fictional transcripts of conversations recorded by surveillance equipment. It’s a fair tale told in a quick entertaining way, tho’ some of the slang and racial/sexual language is quite dated. I’m not sure I see this as Edgar worthy, even for the time, but I’d still grade it a B.

West to Cambodia by S.L.A. Marshall

Book #96: West to Cambodia by S.L.A. Marshall is a contemporary non-fiction retelling of US Army small unit action along the Cambodian border in late 1966. I consider myself a fan of Marshall’s narratives, but I think this one read a little choppy and heavy-handed; I’m hoping it is a fluke and that my prior opinions weren’t mistaken. Still, it’s an interesting read and he doesn’t spare the troops he interviewed from an honest assessment of their actions. Men leave equipment behind, miss from point blank range, engage in an hour long firefight with an enemy who wasn’t there, and in the last episode an American company walks headfirst into a bloody, catastrophic ambush. Grade: C+

Mad River by John Sandford

Book #95 of 2012: 

Mad River is a Virgil Flowers novel by John Sandford. Three people go on a killing spree in a remote Minnesota county, leading to a manhunt that will last days and leave a trail of bodies behind. 

I fully acknowledge Sandford as a genius of the mystery genre, and this one is a fine example of his craft. The portions of the narrative devoted to the killers’ flows like In Cold Blood mashed with Bonnie and Clyde, but without stumbling in blunt imitation, and I love how Sandford incorporates an affection for his home state into every facet of the book without turning it into a tourist guide put out by the local chamber of commerce.

Grade: A+

Three '70's Greats

If you know me, you've probably picked up on the fact that I’m overly fond of the 1970’s, at least when it comes to movies, TV, and, to an extent, music.

Let me state it clearly: I believe the 1970’s were the single greatest decade for movie making to date.  The ‘70’s produced Godfather I and II, Annie Hall, Taxi Driver, Rocky, Jaws, All the President’s Men, Star Wars, Young Frankenstein, just to name a few. Even the clunkers were epic; Attack of the Killer Tomatoes and Rocky Horror Picture Show, for instance.

This past week I finally got a chance to watch three of the undisputed best offerings of that golden decade.

Network is best known for its “I’m mad as hell and I’m not going to take it anymore!” scree, which is certainly worth remembering.  

Still, it’s a shame that memory of the film has been largely reduced to one catchy line of dialogue. For those of you unfamiliar with Network, it’s the story of a television news anchor that slips off the rails and speaks his mind on the air, and the ensuing ratings boost inspires the network to make the newscast more of a circus than an informational broadcast.

It was intended as broad satire, an exaggerated swipe at the business of television. Flash forward nearly 40 years and much of that satire is unrecognizable. Oh, sure, we don’t have psychics on our nightly news (yet), but much of the ‘insanity’ of the network decisions is just par for the course in this day and age. It reads much ‘straighter’ now than it ever did when it was released.

It is a finely written film with inspired performances by the entire cast; my one complaint would be that each character seems contractually obligated to launch into at least one long, preachy monologue during each act.

Grade A+

Next up was Marathon Man, the Lawrence Oliver/Dustin Hoffmann thriller best known for the torture scene in Oliver’s dentist’s chair. I thought it was a good thriller, though I remain a little confused as to the relationship between the American agents and Oliver’s Nazi character. Additionally the final scenes in the water treatment plant seemed flat, and I’ve heard a rumor that the author of the source material was annoyed with it too.

A great movie? Eh. A very good movie? Yes. More proof screenwriter William Goldman is a Hollywood genius? Darn skippy. 

Grade: B+

I have seen and read more about Dog Day Afternoon than just about any film out there (it even popped up in a novel I just read) and so I was eager to see this Pacino classic. The verdict? Wow. As good as advertised.

Pacino is perfect as the quirky, slightly effeminate Sonny, while John Cazale’s otherwise minuscule part resonates with hopelessness and an undercurrent of violence. Were there flaws? Precious few. The police response to the bank robbery seems ham-fisted and overblown to my eyes, , but I’ll chalk that up to a different time and place.

The grade for this film is a no-brainer from me: A+

Shame on You

I can't believe Amanda Brown was cut from The Voice. She is super talented and gorgeous - what wasn't to like? Shame on you America.

Another Column Coming

Just got word from the Journal that a holiday column of mine will run in the week before Christmas. Quoting the editor "very nice column. As always, you have the perfect touch with these.". She's right. I do. And yet I remain ever so humble . . .

I Can't Wait!

I love the Reacher books, and can't wait for the movie!

YaYa's stunning new school pic - 6th grade

6-7

Won my fantasy football game, finishing the season on a three win streak but grabbing only a 6-7 record overall. It's the Consolidation Bracket for me, but with luck three weeks from now I'll be playing in the Toilet Bowl for a refund of the entrance fee . . .

Quote of the Day

Last Wednesday I picked Smiley up from his First Communion class. On the way home I asked him about his teacher, a beautiful young woman who also taught YaYa and Lulu.

“Is she nice?” I said.

“Yes,” he replied.

“She’s awfully cute. Don’t you think so?”

He shook his head no. I was surprised. Smiley has always had an eye for the ladies. “What kind of girl do you like? I asked.

He shrugged.

“Do you like brunettes?” I asked.

“What’s brunettes?”

“Dark haired girls.”

“No, blondes.”

Hmm, I prefer brunettes. 

“Tall or short?”

“Short.”

Huh. I like tall women. 

“Skinny or with some meat on their bones?”

 “Meat,” he said, then held his thumb and forefinger out, just a hair apart. He turned to me with a wicked little grin, his eyes dancing with mischief. “But just a lil bit”

I Adore This

Emergency!

I'm watching "Emergency!" on my DVR. It was my favorite show from ~ age 3 to 7, and I'd run around the house pretending to be a firefighter like "John and Roy". It holds  up well, and there's enough excitement that I'm hoping Smiley will like it too.

Thanksgiving Day 2012

Thanksgiving 2012 began with a quintessential cultural event: Lisa and the kids sat down to watch the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade on TV. 

[Ginger] excited to finally see Santa as we watch the Macy's parade on TV! - Facebook post

             On his own accord  [Smiley] came down for Thanksgiving lunch in clean jeans and a crisp white button down shirt, cuff-links and all. Looking sharp my man!  - Facebook Post

Last year we spent Thanksgiving at a buffet, and chronicled it here; it was a success, but there was enough of a downside (crowds, lack of ‘family time’ at the table, etc) that we didn't want to repeat that particular experiment. We still wanted to go out, but this time chose a laid back, lunch hour meal at a local Denny’s.

It went surprisingly well. While only I had turkey, the kids abided by my mandate that they avoid pizza and chose decent meals. The conversation was spirited and friendly, and it was generally just a feel good/warm and fuzzy day.  The weather co-operated too, and I think it was warmer on Thanksgiving than it had been on Easter!

Later, Lisa went off to work and I took the kids over to my parent’s place for dinner, where we enjoyed all the standard fixings. (Smiley, in an honest but overly blunt assessment, loudly declared the turkey “too dry” and refused to eat more than a bite).  I tried a first there that day: sweet potato pie. The verdict? Yum.

Afterwards, the kids were divvied up between the grandparent’s and I (gasp!) went shopping. 

Against my better judgement I went to Kmart for their pre-Black Friday deals. Got a couple nice things for the kids, but waited in line for well over an hour at the register.  - Facebook post

Before I  went to the store though I delivered some leftovers to my 91 year old Aunt Mabel, who I was pleased to see was in great health and spirits, but I screwed up; my Mom had given me two boxes, one with massive amounts of food for my family, and one with a dainty plate for Aunt Mabel. Guess which one I mistakenly left with her? :)

Once Lisa came home we had the night to ourselves. I don’t recall us doing anything special that evening (I think we simply began watching Season 1 of American Horror Story on Netflix)  but it was great to alone, just the two of us.

I hope you had a great Thanksgiving tool!

We All Know We Settled on Junie

I need a new blog nickname for [Junie]. 

She was originally Lump because of her propensity to accumulate bumps and bruises, then Ginger because for the briefest of moments her hair grew in red. Neither now applies. Along with YaYa she is 1/2 of The Bookends, and at home I often call her "[YaYa] Jr." and "Laurenzers" but that's a bust for the web.

 C'mon folks offer me your sincere (but not necessarily somber) nicknames. Remember, this is about a 5 year old girl, so don't make an ass of yourself and earn my wrath.

There's Still a Chance

11 points down going into MNF, but I still have Eli and Victor Cruz ready to go. Win/Lose I think the math is working against a playoff spot for the Bay View Slapjacks.

Impressive Recovery Kid

I took Junie shopping and she puked in the parking lot . No warning, no heads up, just bombs away. I momentarily retreated to the car. Just before we reached it she hurled again, an impressive display of both quantity and the all important "distance hurled". (plus the chunks had impressive heft; learn to chew kid) As soon as the last volley left her mouth, she wiped her chin, looked at me and said, "I not gonna puke anymore. Can you buy me somethin'?"

Baby Bump

Kate Middleton, the Duchess of Cambridge, is expecting a baby with Prince William. :)

At the Park with Junie