Out with the old, in with the new

Happy new year, one and all! In less than two hours, 2005 is upon us.


Howie and I are just spending a quiet evening at home. Dick Clark’s usual spot is being filled by Jay Leno and the Tonight Show crew. Julie Hinds’ open letter to Dick Clark is fitting.

Howie’s doing the solo home-theater thing, watching Mel Gibson’s We Were Soldiers DVD on his laptop, headphone-clad and sitting in a dark office. I just didn’t feel like watching a movie, so I’m snuggled up in bed with my doggies and surfing the web on my laptop. Every once in a while I hear Howie exclaim, “oh, man…” and “aaaargh”. He could just as easily be watching football, so similar are the exclamations. There’s just no, “yes, baby! Yes! Go…Go! Go!”

I love Melly Boy, so I’ll have to watch it another time. I think we’ll have to enjoy a Mel-A-Thon some night soon and rent some movies of his we’ve not seen yet. We did that once with the Lethal Weapon movies once and really enjoyed them.

Book-wise, I’m reading Robert Serling’s so-so thriller Something’s Alive on the Titanic. It was published in 1990, a few years after the real-life 1985 discovery of the Titanic’s wreck. The foreshadowing is terribly obvious, but it’s not a bad read thus far. Sarah Graves’ The Dead Cat Bounce is next on my list since it’s a library book. It was the author’s debut, first in her “Home Repair is Homicide” mystery series and I’m looking forward to reading the lot of them.