I'm tired as hell...just seemed like one of those days at work that would never end. We washed out of trials, so I was screwed with getting in additional comp time to use on Thursday. Andy Poe went for his brown belt tonite and nailed it. Very proud. I can really see him beginning to grow into a young man. We had a movie night tonight with the kids. I can't tell you what it was because it's one of my top 10's of alltime and that would be spoiling the list for you!
The Vikings finally got their final draft pick into camp. Everyone's signed and in camp practicing. That's a good sign and it bodes well for the upcoming season. I read an interesting little blurb on one of the message boards that said that last year Mike Tice and George O'Leary were basically not speaking to one another after the 6th game of the year, which might account for some of the collapse of the team last year. If that's true, well its a damn good thing we've got a new d-coordinator.
Notre Dame starts fall practice in less than a week. Yesssss!
Alrighty...for you movie fans...let's continue that personal top 10 of mine for your reading pleasure...tonight, we'll examine my # 9 film of alltime, while reminding you what's on the list so far.......
10) The Shawshank Redemption
9) Rear Window....Alfred Hitchcock's take on voyerism, nosey dogs, murder and drop dead gorgeous blondes (a recurring theme in Hitchcock's movies). As usual with Hitch, there's a touch of dark humor in this one, most of it supplied by Theresa Ritter, as Jimmy Stewart's therapist. Grace Kelly, looking absolutely luminous, is the girlfriend that Stewart can't decide whether he should marry (obviously a man with very little common sense). Stewart plays a photographer, apparently one of some reknown, who is busy recovering from injuries in the middle of a scorching New York City summer. He's confined to a wheelchair, and occupies himself by looking out his "rear window" into the courtyard of his apartment complex and becoming involved on a visceral level in the lives of his neighbors. One who immediately comes to his attention is a Mr. Lars Thorsen, played by a virtually unrecognizeable Raymond Burr (seriously, you won't believe its Perry Freakin Mason). Mr. Thorsen's wife seems to have disappeared, and in a slowly building hour of suspense, Stewart and the two women inhis life (Kelly & Ritter) manage to convince themselves that something terribly wrong has happened to Mrs. Thorsen's. Stewart does his usual stellar work, Kelly is beautiful (one thing Hitch knew how to do was to put his blonde leading ladies in a positive light), Ritter is a hoot, and Burr is very solid as the neighbor who's either very befuddled or very sinister (which one is it exactly?). This is also a great "looking" film. I mean, the colors are so vivid, its just a joy to look at. And dammit all if you don't find yourself getting caught up in the lives of Stewart's neighbors, just like he does. *****
Later,
Jeff
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