I finally finished reading Quiet Dell by Jayne Ann Phillips and will never get back those hours of my life. I kept hoping it would improve, but it was more shmaltzy romance (with terrible dialogue) than true crime exploration. I’m really disappointed; I remember reading Machine Dreams years ago and really enjoying it. The good news about finishing this book is that now I can move on to something else … maybe Adele Blanc Sec.
While knitting short rows and lots of stockinette for my Green Wood Cardi and while experimenting on a winter hat for Henry, I explored what the PBS app on Apple TV has to offer. Aside from catching up on Indian Summers, I also discovered The Durrells in Corfu, which features the adventures of a widow who decides to move her zany family to the Greek island of Corfu in the 30s. It’s based on Gerald Durrell’s Corfu Trilogy, which I have now just added to my reading list.
After watching those 2 Masterpiece Theater shows, I should have switched to the radio or a podcast, but instead I half-watched the first 5 episodes of The BBC’s The World’s Worst Disasters, available on Netflix in the US. I really really should have switched to a something else after I began recognizing the same stock footage and same computer animations from the first episode in subsequent episodes, but I valiantly stuck with. Then my husband took over the remote and we caught up on The Late Show with Stephen Colbert, which he DVRs and watches during the weekend (he travels all week & doesn’t have time/energy for weekday TV).
Oh! I almost forgot! I finished the trilogy that was the Presidential Debates! About 20 minutes from the end of the last debate on Wednesday, I got disgusted and annoyed and turned the TV off, missing Trump’s “Nasty woman” comment. Thursday I did go back and watch the missing part before reading any analysis or too many memes. I turned the TV off because one thing that I can’t stand is people interrupting each other and by that point in the 3rd debate, I’d had it with weak moderators not reining Trump in. If Trump wins nothing else during the debates or the election (IMO he can’t hold a candle to Hillary in debate and I’m hoping that’s true of the election as well), he wins for most interruptions, shoutiest shouts, and vaguest of vague ideas about how to run the country. Hillary isn’t the perfect candidate – no one is – but out of the entire field of candidates, she’s the most qualified and so, as they say, #imwithher.
(Thanks for your patience with the paragraph above; the only person I know who’s not sick of talking politics is a political reporter for a newspaper in Florida. I’ve been trying to keep that stuff off this blog and the internet in general, but I did watch all 3 debates and they did make an impression. I’ll now return to the usual and look forward to next month, when the election is over and hopefully settled.)