Begun in 2020 as Pandemic Quarantine Diary, and now it's whatever strikes my fancy.
Saturday, January 31, 2026
Tuesday, January 27, 2026
Wednesday, January 21, 2026
Early morning snow
Saturday, January 17, 2026
Kit Charlemagne in the late afternoon sun
Thursday, January 8, 2026
Waiting with faint hope
March 13: Township appears to have scraped off all remaining topsoil and piled it up for transfer somewhere else. And that's that.
May 3: A recent township public meeting announced that a new police station will be built on the site. Late last year, the township bought the property from the estate of its former owner. The house on the property would be razed, and several tall trees have already been cut down. That includes the biggest one in the center of the above photo, lined up roughly between the 2nd and 3rd orange cone.
Sunday, January 4, 2026
Shrug
And then things started happening, and writing in here went to the bottom of the priority list. Let's see how I feel in a few days before going any further.
Sunday, December 21, 2025
It just so happens
To create that post a couple of days ago, I went into my cache of 20th-Century photos taken in NYC. There was one image that showed huge marquees for On The Waterfront, Brigadoon, and one I’d never heard of, entitled Susan Slept Here. Guess what I’m recording right now from TCM?
Beyond this point is more detail which I want to remember, but that I recognize will be of interest only to me. You’ve been warned.
I don’t usually go into Bluesky, but this morning I did, and almost immediately saw a post from the New Yorker from one of their film critics. It said that he’d been discussing Susan Slept Here with someone, and how it was a sharp portrait of mid-1950’s capitalist America, and… it was going to be on TCM in about 15 minutes. I powered up the TV and the TiVo just after the opening credits began.
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