Finished this week’s editing goal for Cities That Eat Islands. Next week is the last week on the novel.
Snuck some computer work on the store.
Celebrated my 15 year wedding anniversary with Neen. Were supposed to go to FM at Noon but turned out they didn’t open until 1PM. Considering the time limit with the kids getting out from school, we went to Barcade instead. The food was good. We had a nice time as you can see from the pictures on the right.
Been rereading Hardshell AKA Night Visions 4. A collection with Dean Koontz, Edward Bryant, and Robert McCammon. An oldy from 1987. Still pretty good. The Koontz stories are in his traditional form, but the last one is different; first person and spiritual. Perfect for short story experimentation.
Son and I got some great news from school. His teacher is getting heart surgery. He should be out for a while. I’m hoping the rest of the year. I’m shocked. I didn’t think he had a heart. Yeah, he loves his highest grade students to the point where he acts like a pedophile but that’s not the same thing.
Oh, and speaking of sick fucks getting what they deserve.
Watched Nicholas Ray’s On Dangerous Ground. Was impressed how gritty it was. Even when it moved to the rural upstate New York setting.
Robert Ryan was great as the violent cop who faced his literal demons. Through out the picture I was wondering where I had seen him before and remembered him in Act of Violence where he played the soldier who came home to torment the other into confessing his crime. Ida Lupino was again brilliant but didn’t show up until halfway even though she got top billing. I think Ed Begley was the killer. If he was, he was great too.
Finished editing goal for Cities That Eat Islands. All goes well, only one and half week left.
Read Robert McCammon’s Tales from Greystone Bay. Out of the three collected it has one I hadn’t read before. Perfect for my McCammon collection. The master.
Neen and I saw Back To the Future at the Loew’s Jersey last night. 50 foot screen and the original print. Nice warm colors with sprocket skipping. The way film is intended. Can’t find that in digital. Havent seen the film like that since I was 11. When that movie came out it played in theatres for a whole year. Shit like that doesn’t happen anymore. Movies are pulled out no more than a month and dropped in digital markets ASAP.
Anyway. It’s still funny and worthy of the model for pop screenwriting. The audience cheered when dad punched Biff and Marty hit 88 on the way home. It was the last film of the season until September.
Spent the day recovering from a horrible night. Restless leg syndrome kept me up. Couldn’t close my eyes no matter how tired I felt. And when I finally did go to sleep, M woke up at 4 and wanted to party. She does this once an a while. For an autistic child she sleeps well. All of us are truly fortunate. My own sleep patterns are not so great.
Did tech work as you can see on the site. Less clutter, simpler. Maybe.
I will leave you with a strange quote I ran into over the week end about a baseball field in my town:
“it is equality because those fields aren’t open to anyone. They’re only open when there are baseball games.”