Stranger on a Train XXII

by Tee Morris on July 30, 2012

It’s still the grey of twilight, but here I am, on the train, heading in…

Trying something a little different this time — using the personal hotspot instead of the phone itself to blog. Yeah, it dawned on me the last time I did this segment (which, I admit, has been a while…) that I could do this and why not? After all, I got that ability, why am I suddenly limiting myself to the screen of my smartphone.

I blame the lack of coffee in the morning. Gets me every time.

You know what else gets me? Bad dreams. And lucky me, they like to hit me just within the hour before I wake up. I then hit the morning routine wondering “What brought that on?” It tends to make for a distracted morning, something I really can’t afford. This week, August commences and it’s going to be one of those months akin to May where time will be fleeting, book events will be upon us (me and Pip, that is), and I’m still trying to sort out the mechanics of a life.

What does that mean? Come on, you know this segment — completely off the top of my head. Also, I can’t elaborate because I know as modest as this blog may be, I’ve got people watching and reading. I need to pay attention to what I say, and all I can say at this point is that nothing feels set or secure. I need to make some judgment calls in August. That is crystal clear to me. So right now, I am what I am. Like Popeye, only without the squint, pipe, and unnatural spinach fetish.

And next week, Pip and I hit Authors After Dark. Let the mayhem commence.

This weekend, I kicked back with Sonic Boom and the Olympic Opening Ceremonies. I think that show gets more epic each time you watch it. I blogged a few months ago about Kenneth Branagh and my man-crush on him. So nice when he appeared in the midst of this spectacle. I nearly wet myself when he recited from The Tempest. He’s been there and back again, it seems; but watching him at the Opening Ceremonies?  Oh yeah, he’s still got it.

Kenneth Branagh. Working the Olympics. Like a mill boss.

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Doc Coleman July 30, 2012 at 7:17 am

That is one tall top hat.

Doc

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Melanie July 30, 2012 at 9:55 am

I think Danny Boyle really restrained himself from not having too many luvvies in the opening ceremonies. Good old Kenneth Branagh did a great job. He use to really bug me. I don’t think I forgave him for Frankenstein but he is quite the talent…and worthy of a man-crush.

Too bad about the bad dreams….too much cheese before bedtime?

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Tee Morris July 30, 2012 at 10:49 am

Don’t think so. RE: cheese

And speaking of cheese, I did <3 FRANKENSTEIN. I read the book before the film and he stayed quite true to the text, so I respected him for doing that.

The Helena Bonham Carter / art film phase, on the other hand, I had issues with.

In my humble estimation, the comeback started with THOR. Good on ya, Ken…

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