Tennessee Iris

The Iris is the state flower of Tennessee. Though not my favorite flower by a long shot, I do like them and see a lot of them around here. The Memphis Botanic Gardens has a lovely Iris Garden, and The Daughter and I spent the afternoon there recently.

Besides the Iris Garden, we enjoyed the Butterfly Garden (even though there wasn't too much blooming there yet):

There were azaleas still in bloom:

and some of the trees were blooming:

Chinese Fringe Tree

Dogwood

We saw koi, catfish, turtles, geese, a swan and my first hummingbird of the season, but I didn't get photos of them. The Daughter got a picture of this heron, though:

Here's a view of the bridge in the Japanese Garden:

I found a feature I had never noticed before:

No matter how many times I go, it seems like there's always something "new".

Ugly Mug

No, not the mug. That's one of my favorite mugs! I picked it up at BoJo's antique mall before they sadly tore it down and replaced it with an eyesore.

No, I mean the coffee brand. We have found some coffee that's every bit as good as Peet's. Maybe better, since it's a locally roasted Memphis "thing". The back of the package says,

This coffee... Hails from Memphis, the Seattle of Southwestern Tennessee - Is purchased, roasted and packaged with a little something we like to call integrity - Reminds us of a time before the double mint mocha decaf skim latte ruled the Earth - Knows good looks will only get you so far - Speaks without resorting to faux European words, except faux - Understands you. Maybe too well - Works best with one or two tablespoons of ground coffee per 6 ounces of water - Is the latest bundle of joy from Ugly Mug Coffee.

Definitely worth checking out. Here in Memphis we can buy it all over town, including at Kroger. Elsewhere I'm not sure about availability, but you can order it from their website. We like the Hardy Passion blend best, but you can get one called Memphis Blend and one called Blue Suede Shoes.

This is now our go-to favorite coffee!

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Grace

Grace:

by Jeff Buckley, who died in a swimming accident in Wolf River Harbor not long after moving to Memphis.

lyrics:

There's the moon asking to stay
Long enough for the clouds to fly me away
Oh, it's my time coming, I'm not afraid, afraid to die

My fading voice sings of love
But she cries to the clicking of time
Of time

Wait in the fire
Wait in the fire

Wait in the fire
Wait in the fire
Fire

And she weeps on my arm
Walking to the bright lights in sorrow
Oh drink a bit of wine we both might go tomorrow
Oh my love

And the rain is falling and I believe
My time has come
It reminds me of the pain I might leave
Leave behind

Wait in the fire
Wait in the fire

Wait in the fire
Wait in the fire
Fire

It reminds me of the pain I might leave
Leave behind

And I feel them drown my name
So easy to know and forget with this kiss
I'm not afraid to go but it goes so slow, ohh

Wait in the fire
Wait in the fire

Wait in the fire
Wait in the fire
Wa-wa-wait in the fire

Scorpio Rising

Scorpio Rising is a 1963 Kenneth Anger experimental short film. Motorcyclists, Brando, James Dean, drug use, Jesus, S&M, anal sex, Nazis, public urination, guns, death.... It may be influential, but I'm not finding it an enjoyable movie outside that historical context. The music is fun. At least it's short.

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The book 1001 Movies You Must See Before You Die says it's "One of the most influential of all "underground" films". There's no critics score at Rotten Tomatoes, but the audience rating is 52%.

Birds of Panama in Memphis

well, photos of them anyway.

Panama is the country honored during Memphis in May this year. There are exhibits all over town, and we happened across the one at the Memphis Public Library when we were there at the used book store. This is an art exhibit of photographs of birds:

I'm having trouble finding information online, but this sample was at the Memphis in May site:

The photos are striking.

Mahanagar

Mahanagar (The Big City) is a 1963 Bengali film directed by Satyajit Ray. The film takes place in Calcutta and explores social change, in particular the financial necessity of women working outside the home and the effect this has on families. It is such a beautiful story of good people coping during hard times. I've loved everything I've seen by this director.

trailer:

DVD Talk describes it as "a low-key stunner" and writes, "The Big City's simple premise is belied by its exquisite storytelling and thoughtful craftsmanship." The Guardian calls it "glorious" and says, "The Big City is sublime, a movie to fall in love with." The Indian Express describes it as an "insightful and intimate portrait of a lower middle-class family in 1950s Calcutta" and calls it a masterpiece. Roger Ebert proclaims it "one of the most rewarding screen experiences of our time." Rotten Tomatoes has a critics score of 89%.

Reef

Reef is a 1994 novel by Romesh Gunesekera. I love the writing in this book. The relationship between the main characters is intriguing.

description of the book from the author's website:

A story set in a spoiled paradise. It is told by Triton, who at the age of eleven goes to work as houseboy to Mister Salgado, a marine biologist obsessed by swamp, sea movements and the island’s disappearing reef. Triton learns to polish silver; to mix a love cake with ten eggs, creamed butter and fresh cashew nuts; and to steam the exotic parrot fish for his master’s lover. As Triton recounts his story, an extraordinary voice emerges: naive and knowing, fearful and brave, a boy becoming a man in a world on the brink of chaos. Published by Granta.

quotes that struck me:

I don't know why I lied, but sometimes I start saying the wrong thing and find I cannot stop. I wanted to tell him exactly what I had seen and what had happened. But the words were impossible to get out. I did not want to be tarnished by telling -by putting into words- what had gone on. It would have spoiled everything. We would have had Joseph between us forever. It was not what I wanted. It was better, I thought, to leave it untold. That way maybe the event would fade. It would disappear. Without words to sustain it, the past would die. But I was wrong. It does not go away; what has happened has happened. It hangs on the robes of the soul. Maybe putting it into words can trap it. Separate it. Afterwards maybe it can go in a box, like a letter, and be buried. Or maybe nothing can ever be buried.

But it takes time, years, to learn how other people cope with themselves, how they come to terms with the changes that happen, always happen around them.

If there are gods in this world, or in the next, let them take pity on us and give us strength every day, because we need it every day. Every single day. There is no let-up, ever. Not really.

The thing you have to learn is to let what will happen, happen, I suppose. Not to struggle, not for anything."

I was learning that human history is always a story of somebody's diaspora: a struggle between those who expel, repel or curtail -posses, divide and rule- and those who keep the flame alive from night to night, mouth to mouth, enlarging the world with each flick of a tongue.

Kirkus Reviews calls it "An extraordinarily accomplished mix of the sensual and the cerebral in beautifully detailed settings by a writer of great promise." The Boston Review closes with this:

The perceptive, thrilling drama of his narration seems to burst the limits of his framing device, a tribute to the power of his story. I look forward to reading every word he writes, not only for the pleasure of following one of the two or three best writers I've encountered among my contemporaries, but also in the hopes of seeing his stories escape his rather tendentious narrative bias toward literary relevance and speak more simply and dramatically for themselves.

PostColonialStudies.Emory.edu explains the political background of the book. The Independent says, "Put your ear to the page, and you can almost hear the ocean whisper." It was shortlisted for the Booker Prize.

Boot Hill

Boot Hill is a 1969 spaghetti western starring Terrence Hill, Bud Spencer and Woody Strode. It also has Victor Buono, who got a best supporting actor Oscar nomination for What Ever Happened to Baby Jane? and is one of those faces people know from character roles in movies and TV. Lionel Stander (notable for his response to the House Un-American Activities Committee and his subsequent lengthy 15+ year blacklisting) and Eduardo Ciannelli are also in this film. Giuseppe Colizzi directs. The music is by Carlo Rustichelli.

Released as Trinity Rides Again, it is not a part of the Trinity series. The plot is a bit convoluted and involves a circus with midget musicians, and a gold mine. The fight choreography is a lot of fun in this one. My question is whether or not the homosexual subtext was intentional.

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Spaghetti-Western.net says, "Many think it’s one of their worst efforts, even one of the worst spaghetti westerns ever, but it also has a small but devoted cult following, especially among fans of the director." Weird Wild Realm calls it "a character-rich action-packed film".

Tea and Macaroons

The Daughter found these little cookies at a local shop. The package said they were imported from Italy, which sounded like fun. She got one package of lemon- and one of orange-flavored, which were the only 2 flavors at this store, but the Cuorenero Macaron Sweet Biscuit website lists 6 different flavors in all. These little cookies are good! Not too sweet.

They taste good with the Whittard English Breakfast leaf tea. We made a pot to go with the cookies, and it was all delicious.

This cup and saucer are Anchor Hocking Azurite Charm and were picked up at an antique mall in Arkansas on a family vacation years ago. I like the shape. The pattern is from the first half of the 50s and is no longer made.

Tea time! It's a calming influence in my life.

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Samson and Delilah

Samson and Delilah (If I Had My Way):

a Blind Willie Johnson song, sung here by Reverend Gary Davis, also known as Blind Gary Davis, who died on this date in 1972 at the age of 76 from a heart attack.

Must-See Cult Movie List

io9 has a list of 30 Cult Movies That Absolutely Everybody Must See:

1) Rocky Horror Picture Show
2) Donny Darko
3) Eraserhead
4) Big Trouble in Little China
5) Re-Animator
6) The Man Who Fell To Earth
7) Naked Lunch
8) Primer
9) They Live
10) Monty Python and the Holy Grail
11) Repo Man
12) Altered States
13) Cherry 2000
14) Brother from Another Planet
15) Night of the Living Dead
16) Evil Dead 2
17) Time Bandits
18) Buckaroo Banzai
19) Slither
20) Dark Star
21) Plan 9 from Outer Space
22) The Hunger
23) Death Race 2000
24) Tales from the Hood
25) Sharktopus
26) Born in Flames
27) Lost Boys
28) The Warriors
29) Tremors
30) Zardoz

I've seen half. I have plans to see Donny Darko, Eraserhead, Naked Lunch, Evil Dead 2, Lost Boys and Zardoz. Especially Zardoz, because of the picture:

screenshot from Wikipedia

It blows my mind.

Pre-Memphis in May

The Daughter and I went down to Beale Street on May 1 to enjoy a little music before Memphis in May got into full swing the next day. We heard the Blues Express at WC Handy Park:

This is video from about a year ago of a song we heard them do:

It was such fun to see folks from scattered parts of the world gathered together to hear the blues on Beale.

The American Astronaut

The American Astronaut is a 2001 western-styled science fiction film. "Offbeat" is, I think, a good description. Here's the plot synopsis from Imdb:

Samuel Curtis, an interplanetary trader, sets forth through a rustic and remote solar system, unaware that his old friend Professor Hess is trying to kill him.

I watched it at Hulu, but I don't see any way to embed it here. Here's a trailer:

"We'll hide our space ship in the barn."

DVD Talk says,

Though many will argue with its inclusion in the canon of timeless classics, The American Astronaut announces a filmmaker with a vision as valid as David Lynch, a skewed view of reality ala the Coen Brothers, and a Terry Gilliam-esque way of making the futuristic and the fanciful seem soaked in grim and grit. Fans of cinema at its most pure and powerful will absolutely adore this film.

366 Weird Movies says,

Because of it’s intense originality combined with a lighthearted, playful spirit, Astronaut is a movie only the most ruthless reality-worshiper could hate.... The American Astronaut could be described as many things—space western, garage band musical, nonsense comedy—but the one thing it indisputably is is a cult movie. That is to say, it’s a specialized and peculiar little flick that has a devoted group of followers, and a larger contingent of outsiders who are nonplussed by its popularity.

RogerEbert.com has an interview with the director. Rotten Tomatoes has a critics rating of 63% and an audience rating of 89%.

The Cairo Trilogy

The Cairo Trilogy, completed in 1957, is a novel in 3 books by Egyptian author Naguib Mahfouz. I've been engaged with this work for quite some time and am sad it's ended. I have been immersed in this family through its life over the generations and almost feel like I know them. This book was a joy to read. Please don't be intimidated by the length -my edition is 1313 pages- because it's a well-told story that will fit whatever reading schedule you use. I've spent years reading this, putting it aside when it didn't suit my mood. It always drew me back for more.

my favorite quotes:

"There will be new attacks of pain each time, no matter how many loved ones you lose. You'll die too, leaving your hopes behind you. But life's desirable, even if you suffer from love."

"...how can a grieving heart hope to comprehend..."

"There's no way to catch up with the dear one who has gone on ahead until God decrees it."

from the dust jacket flap:

Naguib Mahfouz's magnificent epic trilogy of colonial Egypt appears here in one volume for the first time. The Nobel Prize-winning writer's masterwork is the engrossing story of a Muslim family in Cairo during Britain's occupation of Egypt in the early decades of the twentieth century.

The novels of THE CAIRO TRILOGY trace three generations of the family of tyrannical patriarch Al-Sayyid Ahmad Abd al-Jawad, who rules his household with a strict hand while living a secret life of self-indulgence. Palace Walk introduces us to his gentle, oppressed wife, Amina, his cloistered daughters, Aisha and Khadija, and his three sons -the tragic and idealistic Fahmy, the dissolute hedonist Yasin, and the soul-searching intellectual Kamal. Al-Sayidd Ahmad's rebellious children struggle to move beyond his dominance in Palace of Desire, as the world around them opens to the currents of modernity and political and domestic turmoil brought by the 1920s. Sugar Street brings Mafouz's vivid tapestry of an evolving Egypt to a dramatic climax as the aging patriarch sees one grandson become a Communist, one a Muslim fundamentalist, and one the lover of a powerful politician.

Throughout the trilogy, the family's trials mirror those of their turbulent country during the years spanning the two World Wars, as change comes to a society that has resisted it for centuries. Filled with compelling drama, earthy humor, and remarkable insight, THE CAIRO TRILOGY is the achievement of a master storyteller.

The Christian Science Monitor says, "It's hard to overstate the rich pleasures found in this trilogy". In a 2012 article, The Daily Beast says, "The series, set against a backdrop of Egypt’s 1919 revolt against the British occupation, was recently reissued—and proves to be quite prescient, almost like a literary companion to the recent uprising." A review at Oprah.com calls it "a 20th-century masterwork equal to those of Joyce and Proust."

Gunslinger

Gunslinger is a 1956 Roger Corman Western with a woman as the main character and hero. The sheriff's widow is named sheriff in his place. Very unusual. It stars Beverly Garland, John Ireland and Allison Hayes. I'm not a fan. There's just a bit too much "cat fight" to it for my tastes.

via youtube:

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She: "I'm out here disgracing Scott's memory, and it's all your fault."

He: "Nothing we both do is all my fault."

TCM has an overview.

Coffee Joke

I'm drinking my black coffee and getting a kick out of this joke:

Jean-Paul Sartre was sitting at a café table working. A waiter approached him and asked,

"Can I get you something to drink, Monsieur Sartre?"

"Yes, I’d like a cup of coffee with no cream," the philosopher replied.

A few minutes later the waiter returned and said,

"I’m sorry, Monsieur Sartre, we are all out of cream. How about with no milk?"

If coffee with cream is better than coffee with milk, would coffee without cream be better than coffee without milk? Hmmm...

It is fun to play with ideas.

I know Sartre best as a playwright, especially of No Exit. In that play, the 3 characters have all died and are locked together in a room for all eternity. You can read this one-act play here. Harold Pinter stars in this British television adaptation (via Youtube):

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"How shall I endure my own company?"

"A man is what he wills himself to be."

Is Hell the other people, or is Hell what our own choices bring us? In this play, the 3 characters spend eternity confronted by the results of their actions during life and their refusal to take responsibility for those choices.

So, I'll just quote my daughter: "Make good choices!"

The image at the top of the post is scattered around the internet with no source I could find to credit.

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I Can't Stand the Rain

I Can't Stand the Rain:

sung by Ann Peebles, who celebrated a birthday yesterday.

lyrics excerpt:

I can't stand the rain against my window
Bringing back sweet memories
I can't stand the rain against my window
'Cause he's not here with me

Oh, empty pillow
Where his head used to lay
I know you've got some sweet memories
But like the window you ain't got nothin' to say

I can't stand the rain against my window
It just keeps on haunting me
I can't stand the rain against my window
'Cause he's not here with me

Oh, empty pillow
Where his head used to lay
I know you've got some sweet memories
But like the window you ain't got nothin' to say

....

Elvis Has Left the Building

Elvis Has Left the Building is a 2004 film about Elvis impersonators who are dropping like flies. It stars Kim Basinger, around whom no Elvis impersonator is safe, and John Corbett, a man whose soon-to-be-ex-wife is an Elvis impersonator. Annie Potts, Sean Astin, Angie Dickinson, Pat Morita and Wayne Newton (as himself) are also here. We think it's hilarious!

trailer:

MSN has an overview. It gets no love at Rotten Tomatoes, with no critics rating and an audience score of 36%.

Lockout

Lockout is a 2012 science fiction thriller. It involves political intrigue and breaking into a high security prison in Earth orbit to save the President's daughter. Fine viewing once, and it's interesting enough, but I can't see it warranting re-watching over time. Definitely worth watching once, though.

trailer:

Slant Magazine gives it 2 1/2 out of 4 stars and closes with this: "it's nothing more than a sporadically efficient, energetic genre retread, but one that, courtesy of Pearce's devil-may-care bravado, still proves to be moderately satisfying B-movie cheese." Empire Online gives it 2 out of 5 stars and concludes, "It’s just not quite as much fun as it should be, despite Pearce’s best efforts and some good chemistry with Grace. Unusually for an action thriller, this could have benefited from being just a little longer." Moria has a mixed review. DVD Talk calls it " a boatload of fun" and wants to see more of this hero. EW gives it a C and calls it "Too serious to be a parody and too stupid to be a viable action pic". Roger Ebert says, "I imagine the movie's intended audience will enjoy itself. I enjoyed myself in my own peculiar way." Rotten Tomatoes has a critics score of 38%.

Captain America: The Winter Soldier

We don't often go out to see movies in the theater -after all, if we're willing to wait just a few weeks we can buy the DVD for the price of our 3 tickets!- but this time I've decided will be my last time. Unless I can find seats made more like the old-style theater seats. The "new" over-sized stadium seating has me in severe pain in my hip and back. I'm short enough so that if I sit up straight in the chair my knees don't reach the edge of the seat and my feet dangle nowhere near the floor and my head comes up to the point that most people's necks reach giving me a horrible position to try to work around. If I slide down far enough for my feet to touch the floor, my back screams for some support of any kind. If I try to sit sideways with one or both feet up in the seat, my head hits the head rest in a bad place. Very uncomfortable no matter what I do. We have a decent-sized tv here at the house, so I think I'll stay home from now on. Unless, as I say, I can find a theater old enough to have the smaller seating.

We did like this Captain America: The Winter Soldier movie. The characters themselves were fun and well-played. Paranoia about Nazis is just getting tiresome for me if I don't also get zombies, but I forgive them in exchange for not turning Captain America into a boring cardboard cut-out.

trailer:

Huffington Post opens with this:

Riveting. Stunning. Surprising. Curves are thrown at you at unsuspected moments. A great plot is filled with hair pin turns and witty one liners. Laughter erupts at unpredictable moments. In the very beginning when the logo Marvel is flashed on the screen, the audience goes wild. Everything about this film is about precision

Rolling Stone gives it 3 out of 4 stars and says it's "every rousing, whup-ass thing you want in an escapist adventure. And did I detect a hint of depth under the dazzle?" Empire Online gives it 4 out of 5 stars and concludes, "It may climax with an overly formulaic splurge, but The Winter Soldier benefits from an old-school-thriller tone that, for its first half at least, distinguishes it from its more obviously superheroic Marvel cousins." SF Signal gives it 3 out of 5 stars and closes with this:

Evans finds the right balance of stranger in a strange land and present-day hero, with just enough uncertainty and angst to give him extra dimension, adding weight to what otherwise could have been a forgettable entry. Captain America: The Winter Soldier breaks no new ground, but it renders its service admirably.

RogerEbert.com gives it 3 1/2 out of 4 stars and says it "is a very good movie, the rare film in this genre that serves as both entry point and continuation. For a change, you can walk in cold and you won't be too lost." Rotten Tomatoes has a critics score of 89%, and the audience score is even higher.

Middle Age: A Romance

Middle Age: A Romance is a 2001 Joyce Carol Oates book, her 29th novel.

Do all books center on death and loss, or does it just feel that way to me these days? In this book, members of this man's social circle react differently to his death.

from the back of the book:

In Salthill-on-Hudson, a half-hour train ride from Manhattan, everyone is rich, beautiful, and -though they look much younger- middle-aged. But when Adam Berendt, a charismatic, mysterious sculptor, dies suddenly in a brash act of heroism, shock waves rock the town. But who was Adam Berendt? Was he in fact a hero, or someone more flawed and human?

favorite quotes:

The philosopher is one who practices dying, practices death, continuously, but no one sees it.

It is trifles that constitute our lives. It is trifles that kill us.

...questions involving the obvious are the hardest to answer.

Books that are mentioned as having been read by the main character: Lucretius' On the Nature of Things, Blake's Marriage of Heaven and Hell, Whitman's Leaves of Grass

Kirkus Reviews says, "Middle Age has its moments, but it’s basically redundant and shapeless". The Guardian calls Oates "a massive literary heavyweight". The Christian Science Monitor describes the book this way: ""Middle Age" isn't a romance in the sense of a love story [I find it sad that a reviewer has to actually say this]. What Oates romanticizes -to an absurd degree- is her deceased hero, Adam Berendt, a reclusive, one-eyed sculptor and disciple of Socrates who lived for Art and Beauty and questioned everything else." The Barcelona Review says,

We may laugh at some of the characters in their misguided search for love and self-knowledge - and laugh we do - but Oates makes us care about them, too. The novel succeeds in giving us a memorable cast of "youthful" middle-aged characters from upper-class suburbia doing the best they can.

There is a reading group guide here.

Gunfight at Red Sands

Gunfight at Red Sands is a 1963 Spaghetti Western starring Richard Harrison. The brilliant Ennio Morricone (who still performs at age 85) did the music. Although Morricone was given an honorary career achievement Academy Award, he has strangely not won an Academy Award for any of his film scores. This is a good spaghetti western. In this one the foolish younger brother indiscreetly shows off the family's gold to the evil gringo card cheats. The sister is angry. The elder brother is the hero of the piece.

from the theme song:

"Keep your hand on your gun.
You can't trust anyone."

via youtube:

Spaghetti-Western.net says it's "a simple film, but possibly the best of the European pre-Fistful westerns." Images Journal calls it a "notable film" of the period.

Whimsy Cookies

There's no place to sit down in the Whimsy Cookie Company, but doesn't this place look cute! I think they need a couple or 3 little tables with chairs in front of the windows. We bought our cookies and brought them back here to have with coffee:

Oh, these cookies are sooo good! Beautiful, too, but we ate them anyway. They are $3 a piece. We will definitely go back there! I'm always pleased when a new business, especially one as fun as this one, opens up near me.

Memphis Magazine covers their move into Memphis from Germantown (a Memphis suburb). Yelp gives it 4 1/2 out of 5 stars with 3 reviews.

This post is part of the weekly T Tuesday festivities over at Bleubeard and Elizabeth's blog. Make yourself at home with the Mr. Linky on the post there.

A Feather's Not A Bird

A Feather's Not A Bird:

by Rosanne Cash.

lyrics:

I'm going down to Florence, gonna wear a pretty dress
I'll sit atop the magic wall with the voices in my head
Then we'll drive on through to Memphis, past the strongest shoals
Then on to Arkansas just to touch the gumbo soul

A feather's not a bird
The rain is not the sea
A stone is not a mountain
But a river runs through me

There's never any highway when you're looking for the past
The land becomes a memory and it happens way too fast
The money's all in Nashville but the light's inside my head
So I'm going down to Florence just to learn to love the thread

A feather's not a bird
The rain is not the sea
A stone is not a mountain
But a river runs through me

I burned up seven lives and I used up all my charms
I took the long way home just to end up in your arms
That's why I'm going down to Florence, now I got my pretty dress
I'm gonna let the magic wall put the voices in my head

A feather's not a bird
The rain is not the sea
A stone is not a mountain
But a river runs through me

Death Race 2

Death Race: 2 is a prequel film to Death Race. This will be the shortest post ever: Don't bother. Even though it has Sean Bean, this movie is not worth seeing. It's slow, boring, and it has more of nothing and less of anything than I've ever seen.

trailer:

It's badness has inspired The Younger Son and me to put it at the top of a list of post-1990 films that are bad but not bad in a way that makes you want to say, "This is horrible! You hafta see this!"

The list so far:

Death Race 2
In the Name of the King 2
Green Lantern
Hulk movies

Rotten Tomatoes has a critics score of 17%.

Escape from New York

Escape from New York is one of those movies I'll watch anytime. The last time I saw it was a little over a year ago while I was at Mother's. She wasn't doing well, so I stayed. I found this movie on one of her cable channels, so I watched it while she was abed. This time, The Younger Son put it in to watch while he ate lunch.

It's a 1981 John Carpenter science fiction film, starring Kurt Russell as Snake Plisskin, Lee Van Cleef (one of my favorite actors), Ernest Borgnine, Donald Pleasence, Isaac Hayes, Harry Dean Stanton and Adrienne Barbeau. A remake is being contemplated, but as long as this one is so watchable I don't know why they'd bother.

trailer:

Moria praises the cast, especially Kurt Russell, saying of him that "his best work was always with John Carpenter and the finest of all his performances was here as Snake Plissken." Slant Magazine gives it 3 1/2 out of 4 stars. Empire Online says, "Boasting one of the most iconic characters ever in Plissken, and an effective sci-fi set-up, this is entertainment of the highest order." Time Out gives it 4 out of 5 stars. DVD Talk says,

there's something about Escape From New York now, even after the many "guy movies" that have been released since, which keeps it head and shoulders above the rest. ... whatever the reason, it has a devoted core audience that puts it at the top of a short list of cult films to watch on a Saturday night.

Roger Ebert doesn't appreciate this gem, and says, "Everything is here, and it all works fairly well, but it never quite comes together into an involving story or an overpowering adventure." Rotten Tomatoes has a critics score of 83%.

Samurai I: Musashi Miyamoto

Samurai I: Musashi Miyamoto is the first film in the Samurai trilogy, directed by Hiroshi Inagaki and starring the great Toshiro Mifune. This is #14 in the Criterion film collection. It won best foreign film in the 1955 Academy Awards. This is an action-filled character study. Excellent story based on a historical figure.

fan trailer:

Rotten Tomatoes doesn't have a critics score, but the audience score is 84%. TCM has an overview.

The Child in Time

The Child in Time is a 1987 Whitbread Prize-winning novel by Ian McEwan. It takes place in a near-future dystopia and deals with the relativity of time and the effect of deep personal loss on life and relationships. This has been a difficult read, dealing with loss as it does.

description from Amazon.com:

Stephen Lewis, a successful writer of children's books, is confronted with the unthinkable: his only child, three-year-old Kate, is snatched from him in a supermarket. In one horrifying moment that replays itself over the years that follow, Stephen realizes his daughter is gone.With extraordinary tenderness and insight, Booker Prize–winning author Ian McEwan takes us into the dark territory of a marriage devastated by the loss of a child. Kate's absence sets Stephen and his wife, Julie, on diverging paths as they each struggle with a grief that only seems to intensify with the passage of time. Eloquent and passionate, the novel concludes in a triumphant scene of love and hope that gives full rein to the author's remarkable gifts. The winner of the Whitbread Prize, The Child in Time is an astonishing novel by one of the finest writers of his generation.

my favorite quotes:

Thre was no single action for which Stephen could generate a motive. He saw no point in being warm, or in having socks or teeth. He could carry out simple commands so long as he did not have to reflect on their rationale.

The constant urban rumble could not mitigate the burdensome silence that emanated from the carpet's deep pile, the fleecy towels on the wooden stand, the granite folds of the velvet curtain. Still dressed, he lay on his back on the bed. He was waiting for the pictures, the ones he could only dispel by jerking his head.

... however familiar, parents are also strangers to their children.

If he could live in the present he might breathe freely. But I don't like the present, he thought, and picked up his things.

He mentions the books of his adolescence, naming Hemingway, Chandler and Kerouac.

Several pieces of music are mentioned, including "a Bach partita". This is Bach Partita #1:

He also mentions the Schubert C major quintet, particularly the Adagio:

Kirkus Reviews calls this book "a work of remarkable intellectual and political sophistication--his most expansive and passionate fiction to date."

Winterhawk

Winterhawk is a 1975 Western starring Leif Erickson (I know him best as Big John Cannon in the TV series The High Chaparral), Woody Strode, Denver Pyle, L.Q. Jones, Michael Dante, Elisha Cook, Jr (who was in an episode of Star Trek: The Original Series), Dawn Wells (better known as Mary Ann on the Gilligan's Island TV series) and Dennis Fimple.

This is a beautiful movie to watch. The plot is straightforward and interesting. The acting is good. The characterizations of both native tribespeoples and white traders and settlers avoid racist over-generalizations. Not that you should expect historical accuracy, mind you, and I found the soundtrack annoying; but it's an enjoyable modern Western.

Youtube has it with embedding disabled here.

trailer (in Italian?):

Roger Ebert likes it, saying, ""Winterhawk" is a traditional Western, simply and well told, almost old-fashioned in the clarity of its narrative." Rotten Tomatoes doesn't have any critics reviews but has an audience score of 60%. TCM has an overview and this synopsis:

The members of the Blackfoot tribe are dying from a smallpox epidemic, so their Chief Winterhawk goes off in search of a cure. On the way he is ambushed and in retaliation he later kidnaps two white men. The men come to respect Winterhawk, but a search party is hunthing for them and there is no telling what the outcome of the dangerous situation will be.

The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

T.S. Eliot began writing The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock in February of 1910 and first published it over 5 years later. You can read an annotated edition online here. Poor J. Alfred Prufrock longs to express his love, yet he does not dare.

This is one of those famous literary works that offers tea, including in this section:

And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully!
Smoothed by long fingers,
Asleep . . . tired . . . or it malingers,
Stretched on the floor, here beside you and me.
Should I, after tea and cakes and ices,
Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis?
But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
Though I have seen my head (grown slightly bald) brought in upon a platter,
I am no prophet—and here’s no great matter;
I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,

And in short, I was afraid.

How sad: the risk not taken, eternal regret.

Listen to Eliot reading it:

"I have measured out my life with coffee spoons."

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Banjo Playing

Randal Morton:

and playing with Grassfire:

The 100 Greatest SFF Novels of All Time

This Recording has a list of 100 SFF novels they say are the greatest of all time:

1. The Book of the Long Sun by Gene Wolfe
2. The Moon Is A Harsh Mistress by Robert Heinlein
3. The Dying Earth by Jack Vance
4. The Dispossessed by Ursula K. LeGuin
5. Tigana by Guy Gavriel Kay
6. Frankenstein by Mary Shelley
7. Brave New World by Aldous Huxley
8. The Book of the New Sun by Gene Wolfe
9. The Left Hand of Darkness by Ursula K. LeGuin
10. A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess
11. Dune by Frank Herbert
12. Planet of Adventure by Jack Vance
13. The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien
14. All My Sins Remembered by Joe Haldeman
15. The Man in the High Castle by Philip K. Dick
16. The Master and the Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov (It's on my tbr stack.)
17. The Fionavar Tapestry by Guy Gavriel Kay
18. Stranger in a Strange Land by Robert Heinlein
19. A Song of Ice And Fire by George R.R. Martin (I've read the first couple of books.)
20. The Fifth Head of Cerebus by Gene Wolfe
21. The Wonderful Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum
22. Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll
23. Lost Horizon by James Hilton
24. The Cadwal Chronicles by Jack Vance
25. I Am Legend by Richard Matheson
26. 1984 by George Orwell
27. Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury
28. More Than Human by Theodore Sturgeon
29. Pale Fire by Vladimir Nabokov
30. A Fire Upon The Deep by Vernor Vinge
31. A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L'Engle
32. Citizen of the Galaxy by Robert Heinlein
33. The Hyperion Cantos by Dan Simmons
34. Ubik by Philip K. Dick
35. True Names by Vernor Vinge
36. Starship Troopers by Robert Heinlein
37. Lyonesse by Jack Vance
38. Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
39. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams
40. Animal Farm by George Orwell
41. A Scanner Darkly by Philip K. Dick
42. Farmer in the Sky by Robert Heinlein
43. Flatland by Edwin Abbott
44. The War of the Worlds by H.G. Wells
45. Alastor by Jack Vance
46. The Baroque Cycle by Neal Stephenson (I tried but couldn't make it through this series.)
47. Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card
48. The Demon Princes by Jack Vance
49. The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand (I read Atlas Shrugged. That's enough Rand to last me.)
50. The Wizard Knight by Gene Wolfe
51. The Wizard of Earthsea by Ursula K. LeGuin
52. Foundation by Isaac Asimov
53. The Forever War by Joe Haldeman
54. The Book of the Short Sun by Gene Wolfe
55. Gravity's Rainbow by Thomas Pynchon (This is in my tbr stack.)
56. Cat's Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut
57. The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien
58. Nightwings by Robert Silverberg
59. Forever Peace by Joe Haldeman
60. The Wheel of Time by Robert Jordan (I read the first couple of books.)
61. The Book of Knights by Yves Maynard
62. Wildlife by James Patrick Kelly
63. Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes
64. At the Mountains of Madness by H.P. Lovecraft
65. A Song for Lya by George R.R. Martin
66. The High Crusade by Poul Anderson
67. The Diamond Age by Neal Stephenson
68. The Gods Themselves by Isaac Asimov
69. Flow My Tears The Policeman Said by Philip K. Dick
70. The Martian Chronicles by Ray Bradbury
71. The Mists of Avalon by Marion Zimmer Bradley
72. Maske: Thaery by Jack Vance
73. Old Man's War by John Scalzi
74. Schismatrix by Bruce Sterling
75. Ringworld by Larry Niven
76. Rendezvous with Rama by Arthur C. Clarke
77. Free Live Free by Gene Wolfe
78. Altered Carbon by Richard K. Morgan
79. Griffin's Egg by Michael Swanwick
80. Watership Down by Richard Adams
81. The Anubis Gates by Tim Powers
82. The Dragonriders of Pern by Anne McCaffrey
83. The Alteration by Kingsley Amis
84. Fevre Dream by George R.R. Martin
85. Sphere by Michael Crichton
86. A Canticle for Leibowitz by Walter Miller
87. Speaker for the Dead by Orson Scott Card
88. Song of Kali by Dan Simmons (on my tbr list)
89. Swordspoint by Ellen Kushner
90. Camp Concentration by Thomas Disch
91. Dhalgren by Samuel Delany
92. Jurassic Park by Michael Crichton
93. An Evil Guest by Gene Wolfe
94. The Company by K.J. Parker
95. Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell by Susanna Clarke
96. Snow Crash by Neal Stephenson
97. The Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch
98. Beggars in Spain by Nancy Kress
99. Sorcerer's Son by Phyllis Eisenstein
100. The Word For World Is Forest by Ursula K. LeGuin

The list is quite heavy on some authors (Wolfe and Vance, for example), a very idiosyncratic list. I've read 59 of these. Very few of the ones I haven't read are on my tbr radar.

via SF Signal

The Answer

I saw this 42 art months ago but was never in a mood to stop and take a picture. This time The Daughter was with me and encouraged me to go ahead and stop.

42 is, of course, the Answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything in Douglas Adams' brilliant work The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.

I've seen other places in town displaying this helpful number:

on Summer Avenue
at the golf course on Park Avenue
at Park Avenue and Getwell
near the Kroger on Mendenhall
at the gas station on the corner of Park and Mt. Moriah
on the front of Whatever at the corner of Highland and Southern
on Park Avenue close to Cherry
on the side of Whatever on Southern at Highland

The Doomsday Machine

The Doomsday Machine (or Escape from Planet Earth) is a science fiction film. Production began in 1967, but the film wasn't completed until 1972. It was finished without the original actors or the original sets. As you can imagine, continuity errors abound. The ship is represented by something like 6 different images. Production quality is sad -or laughable depending on how you look at it. Sexism is rampant. These pitiful women are just helpless with anything except hair styles.

This is the first time I've ever seen throwing a cat to distract the guard dog as a way to infiltrate a military facility.

Grant Williams (The Incredible Shrinking Man) is one of the stars, though he doesn't get top billing. This was the last film released with him in it. Casey Kasem gets a co-starring credit. Mike Farrell is in the list of featured actors.

It takes them almost 30 minutes to get into space. And soon after:

Man: "Why don't you relax and enjoy it."

Woman, after passionate kiss: "You're very forceful, aren't you."

Man: "Do I need force?"

Woman: "I was talking about vibration."

Man: "Oh. How are yours doing?"

Oh, my.

The plot has a lot of these awkward sexual encounters, some more tasteless than others.

And there are unstable, screaming astronauts. You'd think those types would get screened out of the program.

from Wikipedia:

A spy discovers that the Chinese government has created a doomsday device capable of destroying the Earth, and it will be activated in 72 hours. Soon after, Astra –a two year return mission to Venus by the United States Space Program– has its time of launch sped up and half of the male flight crew are replaced by women shortly before take-off. Shortly before blastoff military alerts are put into effect.

via youtube:

Million Monkey Theater opens their review with this: "If there was ever a crappy, grade-z sci-fi stinker whose murky and bastardized provenance has been beat to death with the snarkystick, it's this film" and then provides a lengthy and snarky plot description. Stomp Tokyo closes its review saying, "Misery, of course, always loves company, so if you choose to seek out Doomsday Machine, I cannot stop you, but I felt that for the sake of my immortal soul, I had to at least try." DVD Talk says, "Hard-core science fiction movie fans should try and muster up the courage to experience Doomsday Machine at least once. All others will find it stupefyingly dull". Rotten Tomatoes has no critics score, but the audience rating is 5%. That's not a typo- the audience score is 5%.

Whom the Gods Love

Whom the Gods Love by Kate Ross is one of the Julian Kestrel mysteries. The action takes place in Regency-era England. There will be no more in this series, as the author died of breast cancer in 1998 at the age of 41.

Historical fiction was a favorite of mine in junior high and high school (favorite authors were Thomas B. Costain and James Michener), but I haven't read much in that genre since. I picked up 2 of Kate Ross' Kestrel books in a used book store because she had won the Agatha Award for 1 of them. I enjoyed the setting, characters and writing, and I'll be on the look-out for the other 2 in this series.

from the back of the book:

Alexander Falkland hasn't an enemy in the world. Young, talented, and charming, he shines in every field he enters: law, architecture, the investment market. But one night his luck runs out with a vengeance. In the midst of one of his famous parties, he is found in his study with his head smashed, a blood-stained poker beside him. No wonder the inscription on his gravestone reads: Whom the Gods Love Die Young.

When the Bow Street Runners fail to solve the crime, Alexander's distraught father turns to Julian Kestrel, elegant dandy and intrepid amateur sleuth. Soon Kestrel is up to his ears in suspects -and enigmas. Who was Alexander really? Social reformer or butterfly, devoted husband or rake? Kestrel must peel off one mask after another, until at last he discovers an Alexander no one knew -except, perhaps, the killer.

favorite quotes:

"I'm inclined to think," said Julian slowly, "that people are responsible for themselves. I know a father's influence is far-reaching. I'm very much the product of my own father's upbringing. But I think, as Shelley said, a man must rule the empire of himself. ..."

Kirkus Reviews calls it "An 1825 remake of Death on the Nile, with enough time for red herrings and subplots aplenty".

I have also read the 4th one: The Devil in Music.

The Lone Gun

The Lone Gun is one of many little-known westerns from the 50s. This one stars Dorothy Malone and George Montgomery, so it's not lacking in star power. Montgomery was an interesting man with diverse interests. In addition to acting, he was a skilled wood-worker who ran a furniture business. He was also a self-taught sculptor who worked with bronze. He died in 2000 at age 84. I first saw Dorothy Malone with Humphrey Bogart in The Big Sleep. Her last film was Basic Instinct in 1992, but she's still alive, so maybe she'll appear in another film yet. Frank Faylen is also here. I remember him best from the Dobie Gillis tv show. He played Dobie Gillis' long-suffering dad. (I watched that show for beatnik Maynard G. Krebbs.)

onscreen as the movie starts:

The history of any frontier region... such as the great expanses of the new state of Texas.... offered many examples of the strange way in which a few men of great evil could dominate whole communities of well-meaning but passive citizens...

...And examples, too, of men of a different breed... men who rode out alone for law and order with badges on their vests and handcuffs in their pockets... playing a lone gun against great odds.

via youtube:

The Stalking Moon reports it as considered one of Montgomery's best.

Bluff City Coffee

The Daughter and I walked down to Bluff City Coffee on one of our downtown excursions. They have food there (menus online), but we had just eaten lunch so weren't hungry. We had coffee instead. She had an Americano, and I had a double espresso:

Their espresso is very good. I couldn't have asked for better. They had nice seating inside, but we sat outside it was such a pretty day.

A couple passed by, and the man commented that we had been seeing each other all over downtown that day. He asked me where we were from, and I said, "Here!" He laughed. I think we look like tourists when we take pictures of everything. While The Daughter and I were sitting at our table we watched a man taking pictures. Then we saw another man take a picture of him while he was taking a picture. Then I took a picture of the both of them while they were taking their pictures:

We were all 3 documenting photography in Memphis. I lost sight of the 2nd photographer, but the 1st one got into a car with Shelby County tags, so my guess is we were all local. Fun!

The Memphis Foodie blog likes this coffee shop. The I Love Memphis blog has instructions for making their brownies. Yelp gives Bluff City Coffee 4 out of 5 stars with 48 reviews. Urban Spoon gives them a score of 92% with 105 votes.

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Going Back to Memphis

Going Back to Memphis:

by the Memphis Jug Band, a jazz band featuring jug and kazoo that was active from the mid-1920s through the late 1950s.

Lyrics:

I'm leaving here, mama, don't you wanna go
I'm leaving here, mama, don't you wanna go
Because I'm sick and tired of all this ice and snow

When I get back to Memphis, you can bet I'll stay
When I get back to Memphis, you can bet I'll stay
And I ain't gonna leave until that judgment day

I love old Memphis, the place where I was born
I love old Memphis, the place where I was born
Wear my box-back suit, and drink my bottle of corn

I wrote my gal a letter, way down in Tennessee
I wrote my gal a letter, way down in Tennessee
Told her I was up here hungry, hurry up and send for me

I'm gonna walk and walk 'til I walk out all my shoes
I'm gonna walk and walk 'til I walk out all my shoes
Because I've got what they call them leaving here blues

Cancer Sucks!

Specifically non-Hodgkins Lymphoma sucks. I don't have it, but a family member does, and the fact that it's curable is the only bright spot. Admittedly, that's a hugely blindingly bright bright spot! It's a shame when you have a cure that makes you feel worse before it cures you, but it's such a blessing that it does cure you. We're feeling extremely grateful for that right now.

An online chapel with a 20-minute guided contemplative prayer video is here at ContemplativePrayer.net. Sometimes I find it helpful.

Oddly, I keep worrying about how I'm going to keep Mother from finding out. Since Mother died about 4 months ago, this makes no sense at all.

Happy Tabletop Day!

Tabletop Day is here! I know I still have my Trophy of Awesome around here somewhere, but if I can't find it I can print off another one.

I kinda looked around last year but found no local events. This year I see there's an all day International Tabletop Day celebration at the University of Memphis. This event is co-sponsored by the Memphis Role Playing Association and the Mid-South Board Gaming Club. We'll probably just play at home since the site warns about limited space and a first-come first-served policy that makes me think it'll be too crowded to suit me.

Here's the flyer for the local event:

The main board games I remember playing as a child were Yahtzee, Monopoly, Checkers, Tic-Tac-Toe, Chinese Checkers, Clue, and Parcheesi. I liked cards so much, Daddy taught me solitaire when I was fairly young so I could play cards when he got tired of it. When my kids were growing up, they enjoyed the same games, and we added some new ones along the way. We don't play games much any more. I'm not sure why that is, but TableTop is a good influence on me. I've discovered some new games through them.

Brimstone and Treacle

Brimstone and Treacle is a 1976 horror teleplay starring Michael Kitchen as a demon in human form. Denholm Elliott stars as the father of a young woman rendered helpless by an accident. Considered too disturbing to air, it wasn't televised until 1987. This is another film which shows the striking effect a stranger can have on the lives of the unsuspecting -never quite what you would expect.

BFI Screen Online says this "darkly comic religious fable remains powerful without ever being gratuitous." BritishTelevisionDrama.org says, "Brimstone and Treacle is a product of the time in which it was made, but because it was never transmitted at the time it should have been, sadly it can never be truly assessed as social commentary." Fright calls it " A deeply subversive essay on the allure—and possible beneficial effects—of evil, it’s a dark and provocative treat...."

It was remade with Sting in the Michael Kitchen role in 1982.

Caliban's War

Caliban's War is 2nd in the Expanse trilogy by James S. A. Corey, which is the pen name of 2 authors working in concert on this creative endeavor. This space opera is great fun -solid, engaging fun. The world-building includes everything I wanted, and characters were diverse and nicely filled-out. The plot included inter-personal relationships, political intrigue and action -something for everybody. I'm looking forward to the 3rd (which is ready on my shelf) and am hoping this author collaboration continues to write. Do read these in order; this is a trilogy in the traditional sense.

from the back of the book:

WE ARE NOT ALONE.

On Ganymede, breadbasket of the outer planets, a Martian marine watches as her platoon is slaughtered by a monstrous supersoldier. On Earth, a high-level politician struggles to prevent inter-planetary war. And on Venus, an alien protomolecule has overrun the planet, wreaking massive, mysterious changes and threatening to spread out into the solar system.

In the vast wilderness of space, James Holden and the crew of the Rocinante have been keeping the peace for the Outer Planets Alliance. When they agree to help a scientist search war-torn Ganymede for a missing child, the future of humanity rests on whether a single ship can prevent an alien invasion that may have already begun...

SF Signal calls it "solidly entertaining space opera". Kirkus Reviews describes it as "Part two of the topnotch space opera begun with Leviathan Wakes". The Little Red Reviewer praises it, saying, "the plotting, pacing, characterization and dialog are spot on perfect. Striking a balance between space opera, adventure, and horror, if you’re looking for a new science fiction series to get hooked on, look no further because this is it." Wired closes its review with this:

Great characters, excellent dialogue, memorable fights, freakish experiments, and twisty-turny mysteries — sometimes you’re lucky to get a few of those in a good book series. Only an excellent book series can pull them all off, and The Expanse will definitely be added to the short list of science fiction tales that manage to do so.

A Man, a Horse, a Gun

A Man, a Horse, a Gun is a 1967 spaghetti western. Oh, I do hope I never run out of spaghetti westerns! This one stars Tony Anthony in the 2nd of the 4 Stranger movies. Dan Vadis, Marco Guglielmi and Ettore Manni are also in this film. The score is by Stelvio Cipriani and adds a lot to the watching of the movie. I'm unfamiliar with this series, but after seeing this one I'll be looking for all of them.

via youtube:

Spaghetti-Western.net calls it "an enjoyable story of greed, double cross and violence presented with odd humour and taciturn dialogues."

April Fools Day

This may be my least favorite day of the year. I truly do hate April Fools' Day! I grew up dreading it not because of the tricks the kids at school would play (I mean how upset can you get over, "Your slip is showing," "There's a spider on you," and such). No, I hated it because my mother took an odd glee in the day. And somehow I always fell for it.

One year she woke me up telling me my favorite cousins had come during the night and were sleeping in the living room. I was so excited! I rushed to the living room to the tune of laughter and "April Fool!"

Every year she got me.

Once after I married, in the days before cell phones, she called me to tell me she had tried to drive up to see us but had gotten lost on the way. At the time, we lived off of a road that was off of a rural 2-lane highway. We lived way out in the middle of nowhere, and getting lost out there would not have been hard to do. Mother said she had found a pay phone but had no idea where she was. Lost and confused, she said she had used her last coin to call me and didn't see any sign of people and no sign of civilization other than the pay phone she was using. I was headed out the door in tears to look for her before she finally said, "April Fool". She had never left her house.

I just never learned! I'm a bit slow on the uptake, ya think?

That was the year I told her I would never again see or talk to her in person or on the phone on that day. She was honestly dumbfounded -for her it was just funny little gags- but I had reached the point where I didn't want to play that game any more. I prefer jokes that we share. She had a good sense of humor, but on this type of joke we were definitely at odds.

One of the pacts The Husband and I made early on was No April Fool Jokes Of Any Kind. Call me a fuddy-duddy stick-in-the-mud if you will, but we still abide by it.

And so, on this day I offer you a soothing cup of chamomile tea and nothing else. No tricks, no jokes, no stress, no nothing except that soothing cuppa. I'm hiding from the jokesters today, Folks; and my tea and I are in a secure, undisclosed location. Shhhhh

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