I've been remiss in blogging lately.
Let's clear up one matter that is probably still disturbing my more thoughtful and concerned readers. My wife Barbara and I love each other forever and ever, and since my last entry betrayed the sad fact that we're often at war with each other, please don't worry about us. We've already had at least one ridiculously heated blowup (verbal, not physical, I assure you) since the one described here a couple of weeks ago. All that is is par for the course.
Be happy for the two other people who are not being driven crazy by their spouses. Barbara and I belong with each other.
As for "Rush."
See it. It's one of the best sports movies ever, but I don't even think of it as a sports movie, even if ESPN's Bill Simmons does. It's a character study of two men -- Formula One racecar drivers James Hunt and Niki Lauda -- real-life rivals who dominated the sport in the mid-70s.
The brilliant Ron Howard -- who never misses, in my opinion (the Oscar he won for "A Beautiful Mind" is just one example of his work -- directed.
Hans Zimmer's musical score was fantastic.
Hunt, the fast-living Brit who famously rivaled Wilt Chamberlain for "most women bedded by an athlete," and Lauda, the cerebral, hard-working Austrian driver, were polar opposites. Barbara was audibly rooting for Hunt. I was just as much cheering for Lauda.
If you don't know the true story, let yourself remain in suspense until after you've seen the movie.
In case you haven't guessed, there's a crucial automobile race near the end of the movie.
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Other thoughts:
While I, like most of the rest of the country, blame the Republicans for the mess we're in in Washington, why is NO ONE blaming the voters -- people who elected the likes of Ted Cruz and Michelle Bachmann to office?
I blame the voters.
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Back to the subject of domestic life:
The conflict two weeks ago came about because Barbara promised to call me regarding a lunch date and then forgot.
Interestingly, I was left hanging TODAY on the same kind of deal. Barbara showed up at 1 p.m. (she's still house-sitting), expecting me to be ready to go with her to lunch at someone's house. YESTERDAY, she said the invitation was ambiguous. It would be for either lunch or dinner. I'd find out TODAY, she said.
Anyway, I had an ample bite for myself at noon.
But at least I think I learned my lesson from two weeks ago, and so far no arguments have ensued.
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Back to another subject:
Oh, yeah, these "comments" that I have to label as spam. I GUESS I have to label them that. But they keep multiplying.
What's the deal with all this spam?
(later)
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