If you could rewind our weather and play it on fast forward it would look like brown, white, brown, white with many repetitions. The crocuses must be getting whiplash. On the porch I can see the finches feeding furiously before the storm that will hit this evening. They are mottled in seasonal color shift. Aren't we all. Can't wait to get out of it for two weeks into a place where there are flowers, sunshine and music. We'll be in New Orleans April 25 - May 8. A bike ride on the Tammany Trace on Thursday, JazzFest on Friday and Fest Int in Lafayette on Saturday. I had a loving reunion with my summer clothes yesterday after not seeing them for six months. Shorts and sleeveless shirts, linen blouses and visors, folded and ready.
We see 3 or 4 movies a week via Netflix. Would welcome some recommendations. In old movies everyone smokes all the time. You could get emphysema just watching. Maybe that's because it gave the actor a whole set of smoking mannerisms to play with in creating a character.
Now it's cell phones everywhere. A spy story (Casino Royale) or gangster tale (The Departed) shouldn't rely on that so much, because it will soon be so dated. You can date a movie to within a year or two by the phone technology shown. So now we have cell phone mannerisms as a clue to character (or maybe it's all just product placement) and we have plots whose credibility depends on the stage of cellular technology in the year in which they are written.
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