Failed Pilot

As posted last week, Candace and I spent the weekend in and around Crossville TN (with my mom) visiting my aunt, who lives in a retirement village called Fairfield Glade.

Accomplished: (as predicted) A lot of fruitless fishing (I caught one GIANT sunfish). Two great hikes (one was the historic Fall Creek Falls), and the unfortunate (almost) witnessing of this accident:

http://tennessean.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20070615/NEWS09/70615095

We were about thirty cars behind the one that was struck by the motorcyclist. By the time we crawled up, jackets were placed over his destroyed head, but blood was everywhere, legs were pretzel-ed, people were out and about on cell phones, and the waffling driver in front of us had come to a complete stop, forcing the gruesome sight for several minutes. Not sure about you, but I don’t enjoy the intense negativity presented by a freshly dead accident victim.

Visiting family…tomorrow morning until Sunday morning. Internet access is iffy in Tennessee’s Cumberland Plateau. Not that you’d want to read about my boring hikes, fishing failures, used book runs, C.S.I. Miami/Vegas debates, thrifting mistakes, or Wheel of Fortune races with my aunt.

A one and only return of my once ignored series of posts, The TV Report. I don’t even remember if that’s the correct name!!

AMCTV is rocking The Verdict tonight, the first and only powerhouse pairing of Lumet and Mamet. “There are no other cases, this is the case.” HBO+ has made the wise choice of Brick, one of last year’s pleasant surprises (as long as you got the joke). Somebody at one of the Max’s is laughing their arses off as they subject four people to Freejack. Sample dialogue…Jagger: “He’s a Freejack!!!” And I must admit, Will Ferrell and Sasha Baron Cohen’s exchange on the MTV movie awards was pretty damned funny (aside from the actual kissing part, which was stupid). “You’ve been busy with Napoleon Dynamite’s crotch in your face?” (whatever that means) Oh, and good to see Aziz getting some in-between work there. Actually, no, it’s not. Another meaningless Max side channel made up for the Freejack mistake with a showing of Dog Day Afternoon. If you’re ever in the mood for a pathetic ya-ha, check out the 4+ year-old movies available on Max On-Demand. Enact Action was worth someone’s time for the excellent Stander; hope you saw it, and Marked for Death seems to come on Encore every four hours.

My conclusion re: The Sopranos finale: David Chase simply had no idea how to end things.