I hope everyone enjoyed their extended weekend. (I won’t say ‘long’ weekend; mine didn’t seem that way, certainly. Wait, that’s not true. It seemed very long indeed while I was watching the Cubs ‘play’ yesterday.)
I finally overcame my techno-phobia and installed the new Acer flatscreen monitor I bought with funds from the recent donation drive. It’s huge! I had no idea. And the fact that I was able to install it with a minimus of fuss indicates an extremely high user friendliness factor. Anyway, the new monitor is the bee’s knees, and takes up so much less space on my work area. So thanks for that, gang.
Of course I farted around much of the weekend, although I did finally at least begin the Zabriskie Point review Pip Vandergeld requested of me. (Hence the hi-larious pun in the title of this post.) Yotch! It’s going to be a slog, folks. I’m about twelve minutes in and the movie’s nearly two hours long and I’ve got that pain in my forehead I got while reviewing The Trial of Billy Jack. Pip, if you were a man, I’d punch you in the face.
So I’ll continue working on that, at the threat of my sanity. And yours. I doubt it will be finished by this weekend, but I’ll at least get a nugget or something up. Then it’s on to the oft requested Hawk the Slayer, and then a sponsored review that seems to be turning into a trilogy of pieces (or one very long review), so…that should take me through October, anyway.
Speaking of Zabriskie, I was wondering if one of you more creative types wouldn’t mind running me up a “Warning: This review contains Hippy-Bashing” banner or sign or something of the like. Might as well give newbies a flyer before they start reading the peace, so that they can give it a pass if that’s their druthers.