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| Best Friends |
Yesterday was spent in full recovery
mode after staying up way too late for Oscar related activities. As tough as my
day was it paled in comparison to what I’m sure a certain Price Waterhouse accountant
was going through. No more red carpet for that young man. I find it hard to
countenance that today is the final day of February. I know it’s the shortest
month of the year but Someone seems to have snatched the month away while I
wasn’t watching. Time does speed up as you get older so I’ll have to file it
away as another indicator. If a month has to go quickly it might as well be
February with the attendant cold and snow. Of course it could all boil down to
how busy life has been around me, just guessing.
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| Wife's Family Gathered Yesterday |
My wife was involved in her own kind
of speed timing yesterday for which I was intensely jealous. Panama is in the middle
of its Carnivale season (their version of Mardi Gras) and yesterday she was at the
Cousin of the Legendary Laugh’s house for a Carnivale party. I’ve chronicled
some of my experiences at parties at that house which sits aside the Pan-American
Highway. I’ve had some of the best times in my life there surrounded by my wife’s
incomparable family. As usual there was a lot of laughing going on and a ping
pong table has been added to the mix. I’m going to import my favorite ping pong
ringer, Keene Friend, for some future visit.
I stole a march on dateless date night
this week and went out to the movies last night. I went to see Collide which
boasts two best actor Oscar winners which, given the complete lack of advertising
for this movie, should have told me something. The film is very confused
internationally with two Brits playing young American ex-pats, Sir Anthony Hopkins
as a German villain with no discernible “Germanity” and Sir Ben Kingsley as a
crazed Turkish gangster. You’d think a movie with that cast, despite the
questionable geography, and including the breakout actress of the year,
Felicity Jones, would be a sure bet. In the words of my favorite Sicilian
criminal mastermind it’s – “inconceivable” that it is as bad as it is. There
was no thought given to making the plot credible as they were apparently trying
to give us a German version of Fast and the Furious. Jyn Erso should have
stayed on Scarif. Pass on this.
A much more enjoyable experience was reading
the second novel in the Stiger series, The Tiger, by Marc Alan Edelheit.
I launched myself through this book as it never stops to take a breath with
relentless close combat between Stiger’s legionnaires and rebels trying to take
a fortress from him. He fights a long delaying action along a forested road
using tactics straight out of the Roman legion’s playbook. The connection to
that Roman legacy is hinted more at in this second book and dwarves join the
already revealed elves to give it even more Tolkienish flavor. This book was
right in my wheelhouse and Edelheit shows a real flair for bringing close combat
to his pages. I couldn’t put it down. It won’t be for everybody but I could not
have enjoyed it more. I’m already on to the third book.
Today’s Soxfather’s Sister’s morale photo
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