Well, dear readers, it is eight degrees in the home environment, so I think I must put on the air conditioner, even though it’s not good for me. Let’s get the crud out of the way first – felt a bit better – every day seems to be a bit better, but not quite there yet. Hopefully, today will be even better because she of the Evil Eye comes Monday morning and I can’t let another week go by without the place being beautified. So, that means up early and out of the house for three hours in public. I want to go to the least crowded place – that probably would be Art’s Deli, but I hate it there. But early weekday mornings it’s pretty empty. I’ll probably have to grin and bear it and go there. I only had one pretty minor coughing fit. I have to be very careful with my voice because it got pretty hoarse – I’m a bit better now, but I cannot take any chances with the voice. I’m almost out of Claritin-D again, so once I’m out I think I’ll start doing Flonase and see how that works for a few days. Otherwise, I got ten hours of sleep with yet more weird dreams – not bad, just weird. Once up, I answered e-mails and got the third blurb, which is fantastic. I don’t know that I need a fourth. Then I had a task to do and that took two hours, but I got it done. I had another grilled cheese and bacon sandwich from Paty’s and a baked potato as a side. I ate about half of it. Then I attended to a few other things – I really didn’t think I’d do much yesterday, but it ended up being very busy. Then I finally sat on my couch like so much fish.
Last night, I watched another of those Brit B-movies, this one from 1964 entitled Blind Corner, about a blind composer who suspects his wife is having an affair (she is) and that they’re planning to kill him (eventually, they are). There are some songs along the way, sung by Ronnie Carroll. It does look like it was made in 1954 rather than 1964, and the film goes on a little too long at eighty minutes. Cast is okay, but the character of the blind composer isn’t likeable and that’s the film’s biggest problem. There is a little twisty thing towards the end that I didn’t see coming, so that was fun.
After that, I started a USA series called Shooter, a ten-episode thing that I think was meant to lead to a series but didn’t. I hated the movie, which tried to squish a 451 page densely packed book into a two-hour movie. I thought Mark Wahlberg was about the worst possible choice ever for the lead character, and it just made hash out of a really great book by Stephen Hunter called Point of Impact. Surprisingly, I’m enjoying the series better – it has time to let the plot and characters unfold and Ryan Philippe is better than Wahlberg, but still not optimal casting for ex-marine sniper Bob Lee Swagger. I’m two episodes in and will probably watch a third before bedtime. Oh, and songs are all chosen, and everyone has their music.
Today, I’ll be up when I’m up, I’ll hopefully feel better, but I’ll take it easy. I have to go get some Ajax and 409 for she of the Evil Eye, but I’ll make it quick and I’ll probably get a chicken breast to cook and make faux chicken stroganoff. Other than that, I have a couple of tasks to do and then I’ll just watch, listen, and relax.
Tomorrow, much as I don’t want to, I’ll have to go breakfast somewhere and stay out until eleven-thirty. Then I’ll come right home and rest and relax. I’m hoping to get the book files to the designer, also. The rest of the week will be attending to many things and being very careful with my voice and also hopefully finally being fully over the crud.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up when I’m up, hopefully feel better, get some Ajax and 409 and a chicken breast, make faux chicken stroganoff, do a couple of tasks, then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s free-for-all day, the day in which you dear readers get to make with the topics and we all get to post about them. So, let’s have loads of lovely topics and loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to be feeling a bit better every day.