We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
A new Tom Lehrer DVD. The promo video with interview isn't embeddable, but it's here.
A new Cormac McCarthy, The Road. I didn't realize he had a new one (h/t, SDA). I read all of his stuff. Does he still live in a fleabag motel in New Mexico?
DH loves Cormac McCarthy. However, "The Road" is SOO dark it has taken him three months and he still can't finish it. Very unlike my DH. Must be pretty bad--the film has flopped big time already.
It was very dark but I couldn't stop reading it it, in fact I read it so quick I had to go back and re- read to absorb it all. It is very dark. I pride myself on being self sufficient, raising my own food and such but in this situation I would be lost. It's so hopeless but yet not completely hopeless. Let's hope it never comes to that.
Cormac's way into the arts was paved by his brother Tarmac, who shouldered into show business via a hot roll as the gravel-voiced Bill Bord, the class co median who was too yellow to strip in the middle of the groundbreaking film Asphalt Jungle.
Tarmac, though semi-retarred ever since his own flatlining career curbed his youthful inner sect, drives brother Cormac to litterarily overpass deadends and patch plotholes.