The Activities Report
March came in like a lion, with our second significant snow of the winter. This is our front yard. As it is with spring snows, it didn't last long.
The third week of March, I went to Tucson for spring break. A separate blog will follow.
My super-favorite TV show started its 20th season, so I'm in heaven every Monday night for the next 10 weeks or so.
The Movie Report
The theater season is winding down for us. No offense, but when the reviews for any movie starring Will Ferrell start coming out, I know it's time to renew my Netflix subscription.
I did see Birdman, which won Best Picture at the Oscars, in Tucson. Interesting in that art-movie way, which is to say I sorta didn't get it.
We opened our Netflix season with a movie I completely got, completely loved, and completely think should have gotten best picture instead of Birdman: Boyhood.
What a complete delight this movie was. The director's choice to film the same actors once a year for 12 years was genius. Watching the two children grow from 6 and 8 year olds to 18 and 20 year olds was amazing.
Ron's caught up in March Madness. He's interested and knowledgeable, but not rabid.
Finally, I celebrated a "zero" birthday. Our Hawaii trip was the big ticket event, so here at home we grilled chicken, steak and veggies and ate outdoors in our gazebo for the first time this year. Boyhood followed. Our neighbors Peter and Deb came over with this unique and delightful surprise:
Yep, it's 60 (count 'em!) daffodils. VERY cool!
For Your Amusement
A man takes his hamster to the vet, and after a short look
at the creature the vet pronounces it dead. Not happy with the vet's diagnosis
the man asks for a second opinion. The vet gives a whistle and in strolls a
Labrador dog. The dog nudges the hamster around with its nose and sniffs it a
couple of times before shaking his head. "There" says the vet,” Your
hamster is dead". Still not happy the man asks for a third opinion. The
vet opens the back door and in bounds a cat. The cat jumps onto the table and looks
the hamster up and down for a few minutes before looking up and shaking its
head. "It's definitely dead sir", says the vet. Convinced, the man
enquires how much he owes. "That will be $1,500, please". "$1,500
just to tell me my hamster is dead" fumes the man. "Well", says
the vet, "There's my diagnosis, the lab report and the cat scan".
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