Not much for this Sunday
Watched three episodes of Six Feet Under that TiVo recorded last night. I’ve been unhappy with the direction of this show for the last three seasons now but I am committed to watching it to its conclusion. The first two seasons were funny, quirky, and, yes, morbid. Now, it’s still a little morbid but overly melodramatic. Aside: Anyone remember when TV Guide used to describe horror movies as melodramas? Anyway, just about every character in this series is worthless and irritates me except Maggie and she’s having more tragedy heaped on her, probably just to irritate me further. OK, I'm caught up. Let’s get this thing over with so I can move on.
One Sunday morning picture from CrabAppleLane today. Wanted: Inspiration.
The Crepe Myrtles are almost finished blooming in the front yard and just starting to bloom in the back yard. The ones in the front are red and the ones in back are this purple. That some Crepe Myrtles are in bloom pretty much throughout the summer was planned. That it actually happened like that is luck. Almost nothing in the yard works like I plan it.
12 days until Ya Boys Auction (Go Erasers), 21 days until CFFL Draft Day (Go Ragpickers), and 32 days until football season (Go Saints) begins...............
Quote of the Day
Rode with the muggers
In the dark and dread
And all them sluggers
Went down like lead
Mark Knopfler, Song For Sonny Liston
Blog of the day here.
Quote from said blog: "Okay, I had the haggis in London... and that's where I am now, listening to the sirens, caught downtown earlier by the transport shutdown."
My landlord planted some mystery plants in my backyard a while back. I'm sure they weren't a mystery to him, but they were to me. One started blooming a couple of weeks ago, though, and I figured out it's a crepe myrtle. It made me happy. :) I still don't know what the rest are.
Six Feet Under is one of those shows I wished I'd started from the beginning, but since I didn't I skipped it altogether. Maybe it's a good thing.