I guess I'm a blogger now, sort of

Howdy. For those few who will ever see this or be interested, I doubt I'll ever have the time or desire to post much, considering that I'd rather email you, or even talk to you on the phone or visit you, and you know how often I do those things. Mainly you'll find pictures of our girls here (Lola and little sister Lula from Missoula), plus my random thoughts on things like those few movies I manage to see these days. Books, maybe someday, after the girls go away to college; these days I'm lucky if I manage to finish a three-day-old newspaper in the loo. There may also be the occasional existential scream when global warming, the war in Iraq, and the sale of our media and government to the highest bidders/greediest bastards get the better of me.

If you want to know where Mrs. Bissonette comes from, watch this movie: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0025318/. This is a seminal movie in my family. Along with Elizabeth Taylor's character in Father of the Bride, Amelia Bissonette is the character my father has always (and with extreme injustice) compared me to. In my father's eyes, the three of us share a certain imperiousness, a regal expectation that others can and must indulge our every whim, along with the crushing disappointment and frustration that they do not. Of course I don't see myself that way at all, probably more because I'm really not that way than because I lack self-awareness, but y'all can set me straight. In any case, Kathleen Howard as Mrs. Bissonette ("It's Bee-so-NAY") is one of the great overlooked comic performances, like a Margaret Dumont who's in on the joke. (And, for the record, it's BISS-o-net.)

So, welcome to my blog.