A few evenings later, BBBH and I went to the local cinema. Our single-screen theatre operates seven days a week and we joined the proprietors in celebration of ninety consecutive years in business. The current patriarch of the family is 86 years of age and has literally worked in this establishment for eighty years.
What was showing? There is the bill at the bottom left of the page. Once again Disney has managed to irreparably screw up a fine set of literary characters. In their defense, though, they only "borrowed" the Dodgson characters. None of the nearly nonexistent story line had anything whatsoever to do with the original story. Further defense: special fx. Otherwise, nothing.
The comedic jeweler's establishment abuts the movie house. Below is his latest offering. I'm a little conflicted, or confused, or something because I don't want to set off Her fireworks. Or perhaps he is thinking along a different line.
The fox? As we left the showing and drove past the courthouse a block away BBBH saw a fox run across the court parking lot. When she tells me she saw a fox I fully believe it and certainly would not argue with her. Especially since an on-going argument I once had with her when she told me she saw a "herd of elk" on the roadside. I missed the sighting then, too, but several weeks later when we passed that spot she said, "See, there are the elk." And she was right.
The sleek little G6 in front of the Studebaker is ours. We bought it from the local dealer ten years ago next month. It has now been driven 25,700 miles.
