There’s that old Army saying about being up to your
butt in alligators which would be an accurate description of my first day back
at work after two weeks in paradise with my Favorite Panamanian. There was work
(duh) but also grocery shopping, cooking, and the stack of bills that had
accumulated. I thought I’d addressed most of these before I left but the damned
things are like cockroaches and keep reappearing. Most of the people in the
office commented about my lack of tan after two weeks on the tropical beach. I retained
my title as the “whitest man in Panama” through liberal applications of sun
block that reached into triple figures in terms of SPF. This was in accordance with
the dermatologist’s admonitions after my latest Mohs surgery as well as the sun
block Nazi – my wife.
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| The Whitest Man in Panama After Two Week in Tropical Sun |
In the midst of digging out of the pile of paperwork
awaiting me at the desk I received a call from the microwave dudes. Our over
the stove microwave died an ignominious death a few weeks ago and the
replacement was now ready to install. I rushed home for lunch and the guys had
in installed within ten minutes. This was helpful since I needed it to defrost
my lunch before returning to work.
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| The New Wave |
The nearby construction of the new home for the AAA affiliate
for the Red Sox is really ramping up. I can see the construction cranes from my
office building and they’ve excavated the hole for the playing field and have
started pouring concrete for the stands. This is going to be exceedingly cool.
I may even take one of the buses to the games next year when it opens. The tan
building at the top of the drawing next to the railroad tracks is where the bus
hub is located. Of course, I’ll be retired and have to pay for it!
I was, of course, back at the movies last night on
dateless date night to see The Invisible Man. This is a very, very good movie.
It doesn’t go for cheap thrills and the tension is almost non-stop. It’s not as
if she needs one after Mad Men and The Handmaid’s Tale but this also serves as
a coming out party for Elizabeth Moss. She dominates in the lead role as a long
suffering girlfriend of a crazed, abusive scientist. She finally escapes only
to have her supposedly dead ex starting to haunt her in his cleverly designed invisible
mode. A lesser actress would have been more of a victim but Moss raises the
game above the mundane. I actually laughed out loud at the very satisfying
climatic scenes which was really a release of the tautness I’d held since the start.
This is the best movie I’ve seen so far this year.
Now we get to the worst movie I’ve seen this year
which is saying a lot since I didn’t see Cats until 2020. It’s taken a lot of
roles and a wide range of characters but Michael Pena has finally made a bad
movie in Fantasy Island. It’s not really his fault because even he is incapable
of lifting the movie out of the morass the plot inflicts on you. There’s no
point in having twists just for the sake of having twists and the entire project
comes across as contrived and rushed. Do not waste your time with this which is
a shame because this could have been a lot of campy fun.
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RECURRING
CHARACTERS
BR3
– inbound
granddaughter #3, BRS - Blog Reader the Sequel
- second granddaughter; FBR - First Blog
Reader - first granddaughter, ABFA –
Amazing Best Family Athlete = my daughter in law; Wingman – my son in law; Keene
Friends 1 & 2 – friends since high school from my home town of Keene,
NH; Soxfather - my brother in law; Great Aunt - my elder sister; Cantankerous Friend – friend since
grade school who likes to argue about everything, poses as radical leftist to
attract women; Pittsburgh College
Roommate – high school friend, also a “Minor Celebrity” in Pittsburgh; Deckzilla – our backyard deck which
grew to monstrous dimensions once my wife got involved in planning; Maine and Virginia Musqueteras – two
close friends of my wife – her US sisters, my wife is the 3rd musquetera
(musketeer); Riggins - also known as
the Grandpuppy, son's dog; PanaGals
– female relatives/friends of my wife from Panama; Panamanian/Latin Mafia – inevitable group of Latino friends my wife
accumulates wherever we have lived & their spouses; Neighborhood Mafioso - wife's close friend and Panamanian mafia
member, Favorite Panamanian - the
wife (of course); First Friday –
celebrations to mark the First Friday of the Week; Curbside Girls – close friends of my daughter acquired during her
single days in Brooklyn
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