We're so old. The Pink Panther, with Steve Martin, is on Commedy Central. The Pink Panther, with Peter Sellers, is on - get this - Turner Classic. It was made in 1963 - not very long ago - except that its been 49 years and at the fancy dress ball they're all doing the twist. And you don't need to ask which one I'm watching, do you? Peter Sellers was a genius, and so was Blake Edwards. Before the movie started they were talking about it, and said the movie was written for David Niven to be the lead. But when Peter Sellers was cast instead of Peter Ustinov, the film started taking on a life of its own, and Blake Edwards re-wrote it on the fly, adapting everything to fit Sellers' comedic style. And I can't imagine the world without Henry Mancini's theme music. I still miss the Pink Panther cartoons, especially at the movies.
The Colts are about to beat the Browns - sorry about that. Yep, the Colts just won. The Browns are now 1-6. I'm so sorry.
It's shocking, but I haven't watched much football this season. I thought football would be okay without you, since you worked weekends and I mostly watched it without you anyway. But that hasn't been the case. I'm not enjoying any sports now - everything makes me miss you more. Hey, maybe this would be a good time to try to learn to like soccer; I never watched that with you. But I'd probably feel sad because of that, and it wouldn't do any good. There's always next year.
And on the job front: In the interest of leaving no stone unturned, I put out an appeal on Facebook last night for help getting a nursing job. I also need to take my resume to HR at the hospital and put in a general application. It's really what I want anyway - I need a job, not one particular job. We'll see what happens.
That's all that's up here. I love you and miss you, whether I'm watching football, Peter Sellers, or the ceiling. Love you so much,