Keeping up

Okay, I've decided to try to blog more often. (Yeah, sure.) No, really. (Uh-huh.) Well, I'm gonna try, anyway.

Here's what I'm thinking. I'm going to write about what DVDs I'm watching--and for the next week or two, I can also write about TV, since I'm watching my upstairs neighbors' cat, the wonderful Tito, and they have cable.

So far, I've actually made two trips up there to both spend some quality time with poor, lonely Tito and watch ... Ace of Cakes. (No. Really?) Yes, really. There are few shows that I've really missed while I've been sans cable and that was one of them. If Jeopardy! weren't probably in reruns or having a Teen Tournament or something, I'd probably get up there for that, too. Ace of Cakes is so much fun, though. I keep wishing I had the money to get them to make a cake for me...or, my fantasy is to have one for Susan's birthday and it'd be a mah jongg cake.

Anyway, tonight, I went up to watch The Man Who Came To Dinner, a movie I've seen umpteen times and just adore. Oddly, it makes me think of another cat--my mother and stepfather had a cat show up one evening for dinner, so they named him Sherry. I was one of the few people who recognized the allusion right away, my stepfather said.

He was a really nice cat, I wish he'd picked a better place to adopt. I'm not sure what happened to him, in the end--he probably just got old and passed on, but I don't know or remember how or why and I think it's probably just as well. I know they took lousy care of their other cat and I think she suffered through neglect. It's not that they don't love animals, it's that the pair of them really have no idea how to take care of them. Which is not surprising about my mother, she didn't really know how to take care of me. Aaron never had any kids of his own and he's not doing a great job today taking care of my mother or himself.

Boy, that was an interesting segue. If I were sitting in a therapist's office, she'd be having a field day. Anyway, I wanted to also mention that I recently started rewatching The West Wing series. I just keep going through all seven seasons, it's like an addiction. But if I'm in-between movies or other series from Netflix, then I just start in again. I do have a couple of things from Netflix at the moment, but I'm going to wait until I'm done with the West Wing disk I have in the player right now and then I'll watch one of them. It's still the first season and it's interesting to see how they're still figuring things out in terms of how the White House works (or at least how they'd like it to work) and so there's people involved in discussions that they probably aren't in real life and there's sets of places that don't seem to exist even within the reality, such as it is, of the show. But I know it gets better. Then it gets worse, but then it gets better again. I'm hoping to blog my way through it.

In-between, I'll be watching a movie I've heard a lot about over the years but which I've never seen--Children of Paradise. It's in two DVDs! I'm a bit nervous about it, I'm not sure what it is and I wasn't in the mood for tackling it last week, so that's why I started back in on The West Wing. But now another series is here in its little red envelope, an old British thing with a young Anthony Andrews--Danger: UXB. I wonder if I'll still like it.