Posted on Monday, December 24th, 2018 at 9:53 am

In my recent string of 1950s scifi movie viewings, I am impressed with the fondness of the directors for blood-curdling female screams. I just watched Carolyn Jones’ classic scream when she saw the palm wound on King Donnovan’s doppleganger in the original Invasion of the Body Snatchers. (Colorized) Cue music apprehension.


About to head to HEB for rib eyes. I have until 8pm, but better in the morning, before the last minute crowd shows. Waiting for it to warm up a little. I’m glad that I have everything for my Christmas chicken/pork loin/shrimp/bay scallop jambalaya. I have just enough on the shopping list for the $10 minimum.


The body is starting to come around, a little. Deep sleep investment. Hard to stay awake for any length of time. I’m not there yet, though. I’ll need to saw a few more logs before I hit perky.

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