Mixed media

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We, or at least I, experienced just about every form of digital entertainment one can get one's bytes on these days. In no particular order:

* I downloaded yesterday morning's Only a Game and Wait Wait podcasts, so I'd have fodder for lawnmowing. The latter included a Not My Job segment with Harold and Kumar's Kal Penn, which was good fun. Even better, though, were the sports podcast pieces: one about former Mets catcher Mike Piazza making a cameo in a Miami City Ballet production this coming weekend, at the behest of his ballerina daughter; and, also, this:



It's a documentary about a primordial form of English football played in one, and only one, small English city with nearly its entire population participating.  Sean Bean narrates and provides the beautiful background.

*Cued up last night's Doctor for me and Orphan Black for us, which we'll be watching shortly.

* Cleaned the fish tank to the guitar-heroic chords of a husband of a friend. Niklas Andreasson is married to suchanadorer (formerly girlyduck) and is believeitup's bro-in-lo. A week or so ago, his lovely bride posted a link to an album-length guitar instrumental piece that reminded Eleanor of early Al DiMeola.  When and if I get Erin's (or his) kind permission, I can share the link so you can hear this virtuosity (however you spell that in Swedish;).

* Redboxed Parental Guidance, which we'd seen previews for around the holidays and on some other recent DVDs. As we often say, it's schmaltz, but it's good schmaltz.  Making it more meaningful for me was how it worked in the radio broadcast of the famed Bobby Thomson home run off Ralph Branca from a 1951 baseball playoff game.  That "shot heard round the world" also figured prominently in Branca's memoir (which I finished, in print, earlier in the day) and in my Mets conference presentation, which was just about a year to the day earlier.

* Finished said memoir, and to replace it, found a ebook library copy of a Donald E. Westlake novel called Money for Nothing which held by interest through late-afternoon cardio. What didn't hold as well was my ankle, after mucho cardio and other lower-body fun yesterday and the completion of lawn-mowing earlier this afternoon.

* And, finally, Amazon-unboxed the English football documentary, for a week's rental. We may watch that after Orphan Black. Depends on how clony this week turns out to be.

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[thediva-laments.livejournal.com]

Oooh, early Al DiMeola.