Not much posting here today. Not much electricity at my house, either. Lights went out around 3:00 in the afternoon and only came on around seven hours later. Add in the time I now must spend resetting clocks and figuring out what in my refrigerator is still edible, and that doesn't leave a lot of time for blogging.
But I did want to mention that I attended a lovely memorial service at the Writers Guild Theater this evening to remember a brave and funny man named George Kirgo. Everyone said the same thing: The only thing missing was George, who would have loved the event and been a wonderful host for it. In fact, writer-director Phil Alden Robinson (Field of Dreams) channeled George and tried to imagine what he would have said at the event. He — George, not Phil — was the best speaker of the evening. So I guess that means Phil got it right.