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Saturday was Saturday, a day without yoga for me, a day wide open for whatever. I was a bit nuts to go for a paddle because it lasted for twenty minutes because of the ice and rain, not exactly ideal conditions. After the blog and breakfast, then, we gathered the trash, cleaned out the fridge, and off I went to the Transfer Station, feeling good because we could start the weekend with empty trash cans, small pleasures. We knew that rain was predicted for much of the day so Evie suggested we go for a walk along Lakeside Drive in Bemus, a walk we used to take back in the days before we discovered Long Point State Park and other trails in the area. It was the right choice because the woods would have been wet and muddy. We were out for just about 45 minutes, happy when we were protected from the wind. It was just enough to make us feel righteous for having done something outside and physical.
We were back by 12:30 and I was ready to spend an afternoon either watching TV, basketball or football, do some reading, nap and have a couple of good meals. For lunch, I had an interesting lunch, the last of the black bean soup over the leftover mashed potatoes, not exactly the healthiest of lunches but pretty tasty. I started with some college basketball but soon got bored and went back to my show, Peaky Blinders. I then read and napped briefly, as the rain began, the temperatures climbed to the high 50s. When I woke, I was interested in rewatching Lady Bird after hearing critics talk about its greatness. And I knew the writer/director, Greta Gerwig, and lead actor, Saoirse Ronan were also headlining Little Women which Evie and I want to see. So Evie made us some loaded nachos, we shared a Pepsi and watched the movie, just as good as we thought, even the second time.
The mother-daughter relationship is heartbreaking because neither can understand the other yet share their love.
After the movie, it was football time, as the 49ers played the Vikings. We watched most of the first half until Evie had enough and decided to make our wok dinner. We got out the wine and while I watched the game, Evie prepped the dinner, the most difficult part of Chinese cooking, then put the cabbage, chicken, mushrooms, celery, and hot bean paste together for a dinner. We ate around 6:30 and by then, we had had enough of football so we watched a new Amazon Prime movie called Late Night, predictable and at time silly, but entertaining for an hour and a half. We finished the night with Colbert and Off The Grid as usual. It was a different kind of Saturday.
It's 9:45 and I have yet to publish as I am waiting for my co-editor. I have been listening to The Bulwark podcast, a pre-Trump Republican and conservative podcast which I highly recommend. It's quite fair as far as political podcasts go. While discussing the sell-out of Nikki Haley, they alluded to Steve Schmidt's description of Lindsay Graham, a politician I have become to abhor. It's perfect and I could not help but include it. If you dislike Lindsay, enjoy; if not, skip it.
"People try to analyze Lindsey through the prism of the manifest inconsistencies that exist between things that he used to believe and what he's doing now. The way to understand him is to look at what's consistent. And essentially what he is in American politics is what, in the aquatic world, would be a pilot fish: a smaller fish that hovers about a larger predator, like a shark, living off of its detritus. That's Lindsey. And when he swam around the McCain shark, broadly viewed as a virtuous and good shark, Lindsey took on the patina of virtue. But wherever the apex shark is, you find the Lindsey fish hovering about, and Trump's the newest shark in the sea. Lindsey has a real draw to power — but he's found it unattainable on his own merits."
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The mother-daughter relationship is heartbreaking because neither can understand the other yet share their love.
After the movie, it was football time, as the 49ers played the Vikings. We watched most of the first half until Evie had enough and decided to make our wok dinner. We got out the wine and while I watched the game, Evie prepped the dinner, the most difficult part of Chinese cooking, then put the cabbage, chicken, mushrooms, celery, and hot bean paste together for a dinner. We ate around 6:30 and by then, we had had enough of football so we watched a new Amazon Prime movie called Late Night, predictable and at time silly, but entertaining for an hour and a half. We finished the night with Colbert and Off The Grid as usual. It was a different kind of Saturday.
It's 9:45 and I have yet to publish as I am waiting for my co-editor. I have been listening to The Bulwark podcast, a pre-Trump Republican and conservative podcast which I highly recommend. It's quite fair as far as political podcasts go. While discussing the sell-out of Nikki Haley, they alluded to Steve Schmidt's description of Lindsay Graham, a politician I have become to abhor. It's perfect and I could not help but include it. If you dislike Lindsay, enjoy; if not, skip it.
"People try to analyze Lindsey through the prism of the manifest inconsistencies that exist between things that he used to believe and what he's doing now. The way to understand him is to look at what's consistent. And essentially what he is in American politics is what, in the aquatic world, would be a pilot fish: a smaller fish that hovers about a larger predator, like a shark, living off of its detritus. That's Lindsey. And when he swam around the McCain shark, broadly viewed as a virtuous and good shark, Lindsey took on the patina of virtue. But wherever the apex shark is, you find the Lindsey fish hovering about, and Trump's the newest shark in the sea. Lindsey has a real draw to power — but he's found it unattainable on his own merits."
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