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| The FBR - Friend of Daniel |
The FBR bounced back last night during
our nightly video call. I’m guessing her parents coached her a little bit after
reading yesterday’s blog. I hope not but the change was remarkable. She was fully
engaged with us and even corrected me when I tried to play peek a boo. She
sternly warned me, “Grandpa I can’t do that while I’m eating”. She then took us
on a tour of her toy collection and we were treated to the musings (all of them)
of her Daniel Tiger doll. It was too much fun. Earlier in the evening we also
had the BRS and her dad on line. When the BRS heard my wife’s distinctive voice
she let out what we interpreted as a delighted squawk. I’m not sure there was a
causal relationship but we will take full grandparent credit.
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| Beloved Squawker |
This will be our third summer in our
house and despite some determined efforts from both a lawn company and my
uninformed contributions the front lawn remains a weed choked mess. My wife
waylaid a local contractor she saw working on another house down the hill a week
or so ago and they came up with a plan to remedy the problem. The front lawn
will be removed today along with the “bad dirt” that is the source of the
problem and replaced with good soil and some hydroseed. So this will be fun.
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| My Soon to be Ex-Front Yard |
Keene Friend accompanied us to the
movies last night and we retired to the Man Cave upon our return to see the Red
Sox blow a 9th inning lead. My wife was paying scant attention
though because she had figured out how to live stream Panamanian television
which had the championship game for their major league baseball. Baseball is
huge in Panama, much more popular than here in baseball’s birthplace. Each
province fields a team with the capitol fielding two. My wife’s home province
of Chiriquí was in that championship game last night so she was on pins and
needles watching both games. The Chiricanos won, much to her delight, so there’ll
be a lot of red and green hats circulating amongst the Panamanian Mafia, and
lot of enthusiastic, “Chiricano Meto” thrown around.
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| Campeones!!! |
The movie we took in was Rampage. This
movie would not have worked, such as it does, without the Rock. He’s one of
those rare, generational actors who make something like this worth watching. It
is a little bit of sneaky fun as well. Rock plays an ape specialist, granted –
a bit of a stretch, who has an almost too familiar relationship with an albino
gorilla. When that gorilla along with a wolf and an alligator are accidently
mutated into gigantic killing machines by the inevitable evil corporation the fun
begins. Miss Moneypenny shows up to help the Rock emote as they trail their
friend across the country after an ape induced plane crash. He and his two
buddies are doing their best to level Chicago with the help of the US military
until the Rock shows up to put things right. He finds a very interesting way to
introduce an antidote into his gorilla bud and they team up to take on the other
two creatures. Best line in the movie, “Of course the wolf has wings!”. So……it’s
that kind of movie, harmless escapist fun with just the right leavening of
humor and, of course, the Rock.
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