I
made my second trip inside a week to Terminal E of Logan International Airport
on as our resident PanaGal returned home after her stay with us. I figured there
was no chance I would achieve the same level of success, i.e., no traffic than
I did during my trip to pick up my mother-in-law. Once I got on the Pike, my
calculations looked pristine as traffic slowed to a virtual halt as soon as I
passed into Framingham. I confidently explained to my passenger that this was
why we left with an extra half hour to spare and that this would be the easy part
since driving into Boston at the height of the rush hour was not for the meek
of heart. As soon as we passed I-95 I confidently stated we would be in a
parking lot. My assurances looked mighty hollow when we passed I-95 and pulled
into the airport a mere fifteen minutes later. There was no traffic whatsoever,
in Boston, during the morning rush hour, it was almost spooky, but I’m not complaining.
So,
the odds at home are a little closer now as I have only two Panamanian women in
residence versus the prior three. Still, two is more than enough to lace my
life with an appropriate amount of tropical spice, hell, one is more than adequate,
if it is my Favorite Panamanian. I’ve spent the past couple days retiring all
the objects that were secured prior to our “hurricane” back to their normal
spots. I also scaled a really tall ladder to address some green spots near the peak
of the house caused by this year’s excessive moisture with the power washer.
The heat has been truly tropical since the storm which made all these
activities even more enjoyable. Luckily the Man Cave has been available to wait
for the sweating to die down. We had a funny moment with my mother-in-law yesterday.
She opened the door to the granddaughter’s bedroom which set off all the carbon
dioxide alarms throughout the house. Apparently, the room had been closed since
the FBR’s departure more than a month ago and had cooked without any AC on. There
was a detector right outside the room and when she opened the door it went off
and the rest of the house alarms are linked to it. Needless to say, this was a
startling experience for my elderly mother-in-law.
I’ve
completed my serial watch of the entire Sopranos series. It was a great return
to these indelible characters but I definitely have changed my opinions in
several regards. I had some sneaky admiration for Tony, a true antihero, and other
people in the show when I watched as it first aired. These people were
monsters, unworthy of even a speak of admiration which made the journey with
them over the past few weeks even more searing. I also benefited greatly with
the book my daughter lent me which allowed an episode-by-episode discussion of
what was going on.
I
knocked out a couple movies this week. I was really disappointed with Reminiscence.
This was a plot in search of a meaning despite an interesting theme and some fantastic
actors. This is the type of fare where I leave the movie thinking some
filmmaker tried to be a little too clever. Hugh Jackman portrays a world-weary
veteran in a futuristic Miami that is now flooded due to global warming. He operates
a service that allows customers to relive memories in startling detail. He
meets Rebecca Ferguson and falls in love, because, well, who wouldn’t. Again,
sounds like a great premise but someone really dropped here ball because it
took real effort to remain engaged as a viewer. There are the inevitable plot
twists but everything seemed too convenient and depending too much on Deus Ex Machina
to resolve. A real disappointment given the actors involved.
I
really enjoyed the Protégé featuring Samuel L. Jackson as a world class assassin
and Maggie Q as his devoted apprentice/partner. This is Q’s movie and she’s more
than capable of carrying the action. She is trying to find the people responsible
for a personal tragedy and woe be unto those who stand in her way. There is a
very interesting dynamic with Michael Keaton as an admiring adversary. The action
is well executed and the characters fully fleshed out. I was happy to see Q get
a chance to really star in her own movie versus her usual supporting role. She
was more than up to the task. A great summer action flick, go see it.
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RECURRING CHARACTERS
BR3 – 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; Wingmom – Wingman’s mom, of course; 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; Kindergarten Friend – friend since kindergarten
whom I reunited with after many years; 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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