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This has been a rather trying weekend, as I've spent a large part of it trying to recover from the antibiotics that clobbered my digestive system. Urgh. But I've worked on the Jo book (which I shall do some more of this evening before Mad Men), and I read Elizabeth Hand's lovely short novel Illyria (which hinges upon a high school production of Twelfth Night and Feste's final song from it).
Last night I watched The Paper Chase on cable. I remember seeing it on TV sometime in the '70s (probably its first appearance on network TV), which means it was devoid of all its Gleeful '70s Movie Swearing--so it was fun to finally see it unedited.
Yesterday the Intruder Cats, who I think belong to the house up on the hill and who occasionally venture down to the hillside adjacent to the apartment garage, showed up, to the discomforture of the Garage Kitty. The Intruder Cats are large and clearly well-fed: a fearless tabby and a timid white cat with a few dark markings. They're adorable, but they ruin the Garage Kitty's day when they show up. Today, however, they didn't come back, and the Garage Kitty had a lovely relaxing afternoon napping on the hillside, then came down to the garage for an early dinner of salmon.
Last night I watched The Paper Chase on cable. I remember seeing it on TV sometime in the '70s (probably its first appearance on network TV), which means it was devoid of all its Gleeful '70s Movie Swearing--so it was fun to finally see it unedited.
Yesterday the Intruder Cats, who I think belong to the house up on the hill and who occasionally venture down to the hillside adjacent to the apartment garage, showed up, to the discomforture of the Garage Kitty. The Intruder Cats are large and clearly well-fed: a fearless tabby and a timid white cat with a few dark markings. They're adorable, but they ruin the Garage Kitty's day when they show up. Today, however, they didn't come back, and the Garage Kitty had a lovely relaxing afternoon napping on the hillside, then came down to the garage for an early dinner of salmon.
