Here it is, the post no one’s been waiting for, and it’s mostly just photos: four months of (movie-only) library borrows. There were two or three weeks when I forgot to take photos, but it was more of the same: pre-Code, noir, screwball, Warner Archives. I was going to do write-ups for each batch until […]

Is everyone ready for the premiere of Faye, the Faye Dunaway documentary, on HBO tomorrow? It will also be available on the Max streaming service, which is how I’ll see it if our (temporary) subscription’s still valid. I’m quite excited about it, and I was reminded of Dunaway earlier after an awkward run-in with Tom

The week is almost over and it feels as though I’ve done nothing but cough and nod off on the couch. Wimbledon is momentarily too painful to discuss following Donna Vekić’s heartbreaking semifinal loss to Jasmine Paolini, and I can’t craft anything suspenseful or amusing from some recent basement mishaps that served as superfluous reminders

“I’m afraid of how you’ll answer, but are you familiar with Bibleman?” I asked Crankenstein this evening, when she didn’t recognize Willie Aames on Eight is Enough. There was no way her parents let her watch Charles in Charge reruns, which my mom, a former Scott Baio fan, caught in syndication in the early ’90s.

My worst headache today wasn’t the one from Covid — ibuprofen helped with that. It arrived via text, when my mom sent a new photo of my dad’s spider bite, which had gone from steadily improving in appearance to looking worse than ever. Crankenstein, who says she feels “70% better” as of today, saw patients

When a friend heard that Crankenstein and I were sick, she mentioned that she and her wife have been watching Eight is Enough on Tubi. Like Family (also on Tubi), which counted Kristy ‘Buddy’ McNichol and Meredith Baxter among its cast, Enough — a dramedy about the Bradfords, a family with eight children — is

“Sorry for being a fuckface and giving you Covid,” Crankenstein said dejectedly this morning, an apology that would’ve made me laugh appreciatively if I wasn’t about to cough. I’d taken a test so I’d know whether to reschedule Tuesday’s PT appointment and wasn’t surprised when the bottom line immediately lit up like a Christmas tree

There’s something in the air here, by which I mean our home — possibly Covid. Crankenstein’s only tested herself once so far, when she first fell ill on Wednesday, and it was negative. In the days since she has hacked almost nonstop, slept a lot, and gone through a couple boxes of tissues. Though she’s

“Why did your dad send me this?” Crankenstein asked as she made her entrance yesterday morning, tilting her phone to reveal a closeup of some sort of burn, rash or other flesh wound. Normally when they text each other it’s to exchange bear memes and headlines (bears as in Ursidae, not voluptuous gay men, which

“I guess with my tennis it’s always been a bit of a struggle,” Andy Murray told Sue Barker after losing a first-round doubles match at Wimbledon this evening, an understatement that made many fans, myself included, chuckle through our tears. Unless he decides otherwise in the coming days or weeks, it’s not a wrap on