Samson Shame Monday
|Pulse Pounding Kung Fu|
The wife had plans this morning to drop off her car at the dealership for an oil change or some such, so I'd set the alarm for 10:00, about 30 minutes after she was to deliver the vehicle, figuring if she needed a ride or anything else she could easily get me on the phone. Otherwise, they would drop her at the Mother In Law's place, where she would borrow a vehicle for the day to get around in. I got up and moving, opened the house for the day and looked in on the iPad games, then nailed down lunch plans with EL for our alternate Thai place.
We met around 11:30 in a packed restaurant (where everyone took their own vehicles, it was hard to even find a place to park, much less sit), so we caught up amid the chaos and then headed over to his house so that I could check out a painting he'd been working on and confirm with his wife that I was still interested in the painting of hers that we'd seen when we visited the gallery, but we just need to figure out where it's going to live first. I showed EL and AGL the little collage project that I've been piddling with, along with the other completed one from last year that I think will be in inspiration for the next step, which they seemed to like well enough, then I left them to their afternoon and split, stopping into Starbucks on the way back to the house.
The wife and pup were unloading groceries when I got in, so I helped with the last of that and putting stuff away while she and I caught up on the day thus far, then she and the Yorkie settled in the bedroom to relax. I moved into the Office and spent the next hour or two on the blogging process, getting a post published, then banking several more for the rest of the week and polishing up stuff from the first week of June, when we were spending time in Austin and Kingsland. Thankfully, I'd taken fairly intense notes, so it was mainly a manner of correcting grammar and a few typos instead of wracking my brain to recall what the hell had happened, which is never a fun way to work.
|C'mon, Tell Me That's Not|
An AMAZING Poster.
I made myself a cocktail and left her to that process, since it was a simple tenderloin and baked potatoes, so me in the kitchen would be more in the way than anything else, then grabbed a movie to watch in the den. Black Samson is a movie whose trailer had caught my eye numerous times, but I'd yet to get around to watching because it was hidden in a set of four other 'urban action' films, so I finally popped that mother in to see if it lived up to the wild stuff in the advertising. I can happily say that it was a lot of fun, though it might end a little too conveniently, but it's still a great ride. It features a lion casually hanging around in a night club, Samson beating the hell out of guys with a large Biblical-looking walking stick and a climax that mirrors 300 in some ways, with villains driven into a small area to take cut their numbers and abilities down to size. Fun flick.
|You May Still Be Here, I|
Don't Know That I Will Be.
|Her Yard Was All Concrete.|
Like Mine Was Once.
I finally headed to bed around 1:30 in the AM, foregoing the blogging in favor of starting the next Burke novel, so I plowed through about 50 pages of Blossom before finally calling it a night.
Be seeing you.