Kiddo humming to Nine Inch Nails as I took her to school this morning. I have succeeded at the parental responsibilities.
It's that time of year again. I probably say the same thing every 12 months, but I love Halloween. Growing up in England in the late 70s, early 80s meant there really was no Halloween to speak of. Dressing up and going trick or treating was always something you saw Americans doing on TV. So it's nice to actually live here, with kids of your own, experiencing it first hand.
In life, strive to not be Mr I drank the last bit of coffee and didn't make any more guy. Don't be that guy.
It rained almost all day today. Windows open, AC off, sipping coffee. Lovely, just lovely.
The house behind us, empty for weeks, has life. The noisy kind. I think 4 dogs and perhaps 5 kids?
Jason Kottke has a post about the new Laurel & Hardy movie. Got me thinking back to those old black & white re-runs I used to watch as a kid. Flash Gordon, King Of The Rocket Men, Zorro, Harold Lloyd. I have fond memories of them (the nostalgia blinders) and I wonder how they'd hold up now?
Outside in the back garden on this pleasant Arizona evening doing back garden things. Three neighbors around us are cooking wonderful things. Depending on which side you walk towards we have rich spicy Indian food, somethin' somethin' fishy, and that has to be burgers? All fantastic, all making me hungry.
It's that time of the year where for a brief few hours the windows can remain open. It's nice sipping coffee outside with the sound of birds instead of neighbors air conditioners humming. And breathe.
While watching the trailer for the new Magnum P.I it became clear that some TV shows should just be left alone. There's really no need to go back and remake every single one of them. It's ok to just let the past be the past.