In what has become a fine, fine tradition, Dingo and Sachet inspired/instigated a gathering in Volunteer Park for badminton and shooting the breeze. Johnbai brought comestible delights from faraway lands; Andres(2) made an appearance after along time (from this perspective, anyway); Cal and Merry (recent emigrants from the lesser white north) came bearing home brew. Everyone except the under-the-weather Otis joined in the athletic activities; everyone enjoyed the company and the conversation. Good times, gang.
When Otis and I made our way home in late afternoon, it was to get some bidness done, have dinner, and watch Hilary and Jackie, a biopic from a few years ago about sister musicians. It was powerful at moments, although I wasn't quite satisfied with its overall structure, which felt a little contrived.
So, we'll put yesterday in the win column, as far as enjoyment and self-satisfaction go; today we (I) will need to make up for all the work we (I) didn't do. But that can wait until after lunch.
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In the spirit of Julia Ward Howe and Anna Jarvis (mere et fille), I offer to all my family members and friends who have taken up the responsibility of of ensuring the perpetuation of the race in that most direct of ways best wishes for a Happy Mother's Day.
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I think that film is about world famous cellist Jaqueline du Pre, and is supposed to be a (fairly) accurate biography. Films that base themselves on true life events often seem to struggle with proper dramatic framing... like the recent Zodiac flick.
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