Good morning, sweeties! Oh, the sun is out, the air is fresh, the geese are honking (really? are they back now?), and Horatio has had his morning visit with the cat next door. It’s a harlequin cat and it loves to come and rest outside the screen when the door is open. It just lies there gazing at Horatio who lies there gazing back at it. Sometimes they touch noses. I’m glad he has a kittycat friend, even if he’ll never be able to go out and play with it, seeing as he’s a pure-dee house cat.
While my cold is still full-blown, I feel better today anyway. I’m almost finished with The Shining, which I read off-and-on all day yesterday and am really loving. I can definitely see why Uncle Stevie was so put out by the movie version and am hoping beyond hope that someday they’ll make a proper film of the book. I still like Kubrick’s movie, but it’s its own stylized animal and has very little to do with the story as it was originally presented. I think after I finish this, I’ll read Peter Straub’s A Ghost Story, which I also have on my shelves but have never read. I loved the movie at one time, years and years ago, and I’d like to see how it holds up next to the book.
Other than reading, I have no plans for today except to rest and get well. I hope you all have a delicious Saturday. And a shout-out to Fence, my ever-faithful commenter. :)
Oh, and you guys, I just have to tell you: I’ve watched that Obama ass-kicking song video about 30 times now. It makes me laugh every time. It makes me happy, don’t ask me why. Peace! Love!
And a new Hedonistic Mystic post: Personal demons. kiss!