After some unseasonably warm weather (not complaining), a cold front is descending upon us, and there’s even a chance (they say) that we’ll get some snow on Friday. Not totally unheard of, but I can count the number of times there’s been real snowfall in the past 20 years on my fingers. Maybe even using just one hand. Last year we had one snowfall where there was accumulation on the trunks and roofs of cars, which is indeed rare.
I’m not a big fan of football. I’ve only ever attended one professional game, back when it was the Houston Oilers. I don’t know the names or the responsibilities of most of the positions, and I could fill a book with the rules that I don’t know. And yet I often watch a game with one eye while doing other things. I watched part of the Houston vs. Indianapolis game on Sunday, mostly because it looked for a while like Houston might win. Tuned out shortly after Indy disabused me and everyone else of that notion. Since most shows were reruns last night, I found the New Orleands vs. Patriots game and watched the Saints run roughshod over New England and read Poppy Z. Brite’s enthusiastic tweets. Concurrently, I edited and posted my review of John Grisham’s Ford County.
The Stephen King Illustrated Companion was just nominated for a 3rd Annual Black Quill Award. Members of Dark Scribe Magazine’s website can vote in each category. There will be both Reader’s and Editor’s choice winners.
I read yesterday that Raising the Bar has not been renewed for a third season. Apparently ratings dropped significantly in the second season and that the show lost a considerable chunk of The Closer’s lead-in audience. I thought the second season was better thant he first, but these things happen. By the way, there will be three week Closer mini-season starting this coming Monday.
Only two episodes of Dexter left to go, and the showdown with Trinity is bound to be a big one. Lots of surprises this week, including an expansion of Trinity’s pattern (does that mean he should now be called Quarternary?), and an unexpected arrest. The season’s theme is fatherhood and its effect on Dexter. I’m still waiting to see what happens when Matsuka tells Dexter what he saw at Thanksgiving.
House is House, but what happens when Wilson becomes House, too? Or at least sort of. This was an unusual episode of the show, with House in the background, his team running around like extras on an episode of Monty Python, and Wilson front and center. We rarely get a chance to see Wilson practicing medicine. We see him in the office, delivering good or bad news, but not very often making diagnoses. We suspect he’s probably a good doctor, but this week we got to see him in action, picking up clues from patient behavior and making difficult (and occasionally erroneous) decisions based on the evidence at hand. As House said at the end, small steps, especially after he outbid Cuddy for the loft.
Still reading Don Quixote. I’m determined to make it to the end this time. I’m up to the point where Dorothea is telling her sad tale in the presence of the barber, the priest and Cardenio.
