First Looks category archive

I am pleasantly occupied reading Some Buried Caesar, the first Nero Wolfe mystery I read. I read it the first time in a trilogy while riding in the back seat of my parents’ car on the way to visit my grandmother.

It was the first Nero Wolfe story I read, the first of many.

It’s just as good a story now as it was then.

Jury duty.

Via Job’s Anger.

Josh Marshall.

Warning: Language.

Off to drink liberally.

Part One:

Part Two:

Via Classic Arts Showcase. Visit the website to see whether Classic Arts Showcase is offered in your area. In our part of the world, it’s on one of the public service channels and is not shown in the TV listings.

It’s a delightful potpourri of music, dance, discussion, animation, art, and film. We don’t watch it every week, but we watch it frequently enough.

Via Classic Arts Showcase.

The Tampa Bay Times’s John Romano has had it with Uber.

What Atrios said.

I need a break. I shall read the Sunday paper, do the crossword puzzles, and pretend that the nation is sane, sane for a day.

Update:

I nailed the NYT crossword. The LA Times crossword is next.

Via Job’s Anger.

Spring cleaning.

Not sure whether it’s for last spring or next spring, but still spring cleaning.

Someone is getting hitched and I’m off to the festivities. I shall have a nice drive through the Virginia countryside clutching the hope that rain will not fall on their outdoor wedding, but I’m taking my raincoat with me.

With my own weddings, the rain always fell later . . . .

Addendum, That Very Evening:

Except for the part about the first hour of the drive taking two hours, it was a nice drive though the Virginia countryside from the seashore to the mountains. It’s been a long time since I did highway driving on two lane roads, but I was fortunately surrounded by good drivers who kept up the pace and stayed between the lines.

Then there was the sign from the Patrick Henry Tea Party (no, I’m not linking you up to their website–find it yourself). I tried to take a picture, but the light changed before I could focus:

Shovel Ready Jobs at the U. S.-Mexico border.

“Vile and loathsome” is an understatement.

Off to drink liberally.

When fellowship is needed, join us . . . .

When: Thursday, May 8, 6 p.

Where:
Croc’s 19 Street Bistro
620 19th Street (Map)

More here.

Via Job’s Anger.