Blast From The Past

I still haven't heard from Chicken Lady, but only piddly chores got done anyhow.  All the good PBS cooking shows are  back to back on Saturday and I'm hooked.  I even watch pretentious Martha Stewart's two shows.  How many of us commoners keep sumac in the cupboard?

Then I got caught in a time warp and sat through "Battle Cry," a perfectly awful 1955 movie with Van Heflin, Aldo Ray, Tab Hunter, and a host of B actors.  Bad writing, stilted acting, faked love scenes...just dreadful all the way around.  It bore no resemblance to the gritty war story by Leon Uris in 1953.  I first read the book when I was thirteen, maybe fourteen (my mother put no restriction on my reading).  It was in that book that I first saw the F word.  A girlfriend later explained what it meant.  Wow!  It wasn't in the movie.  How times have changed.

NASCAR doesn't start until one o'clock today, so maybe, just maybe, I'll get something done today.