We finally had a thunderstorm yesterday. It was competing with the news of Michael Jackson's death so I was alternately outside watching and inside checking the television. It was strange how the joy and sadness competed for my being. I felt guilty for enjoying myself even though that's useless, I mean I didn't even know the guy. And poor Farah, having her death day overshadowed by his. It always saddens me when people are gone before their time. Ed McMahon's death we can understand, but Michael's? Just sad.
Today's my last official work day of the session. I say work, but really I'm getting paid to go out to lunch with my students. I'm hankering for a good smoked meat sandwich. After that I may pop out to the movies. It's housekeeper day and I hate being around when she is. Still, if there are more thunderstorms around, I'd rather watch the great big movie in the sky than be trapped in a darkened room. The decision will come down to a choice between sky, Up and Food inc.
We're on season three of Nip/Tuck now. We find a lot of similarities to this series and Six Feet Under, only this is two guys running a plastic surgery business in lieu of an undertaking business. Last night, there was a pretty good scene which demonstrates why I love the show. (Though not as much as I loved Six Feet Under. I don't know if it's possible to outdo that series.) Here watch if you have a couple minutes. The video is safe for work, the audio not so much.