Yesterday was quiet, relaxing, and free of things mundanely scintillating.
Not a cloud marked the sky, and the Budweisers were very cold.
I found myself wondered in passing what man is wearing the oldest active belt, and how old that belt is.
I ripped some gospel CDs to my external drive.
We flipped the house: dog in basement, cats upstairs. Junior is a lap cat to the manor born:
We watched Spike Lee’s new Netflix film Tha 5 Bloods. After a terrific start, I thought it fell apart, though the lead actors were fun to watch and the use of stripped Marvin Gaye vocal tracks was really effective. I’d read the book that helped inspire it, a powerful oral history of the experience of black soldiers in Vietnam titled Bloods, so my expectations were high. It was also two-and-half hours long. I’d recommend it with the reservations I’ve already stated.
The mint juleps were even better than those of the night before.
Streaming for Strivers:
Always relevant, it seems.