I have never considered myself much of a reader. Actually, I think I may have read a total of twenty fiction books in my career (and I'm counting old school R.L. Stine). If it was up to me I would read A Catcher in the Rye, 1984, Moby Dick, and Robinson Crusoe just because of there cultural and historical impact, not for fun. Well, I guess it is up to me and I chose not to. I choose movies, no... films. In the last three months I have watched:
-Hell's Angels (Howard Hughes war epic)
-The Deer Hunter
-One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest
-All The Presidents Men
-Mr. Smith Goes to Washington
-Cool Hand Luke
-The French Connection
-Bridge Over the River Kwai
And it has all been courtesy of the Smithtown Library. Now I know what your thinking. Bob, you need another hobby...and maybe a girlfriend. Maybe so. But I find these flicks, as well as other classics absolutely fascinating. Maybe I should write a screenplay and move to Hollywood like Cosmo Kramer. I think if I wrote a script it would be a comedy drama about the Post Office. It's an untold story what goes on there. A young dude gets a job as a letter carrier and he gets into all types of crazy situations along his route. You know what? That's not a bad idea. It's a good thing nobody is reading this blog. If you are, I would love to here some ideas. I'll give you a nod in the credits.
Tonight, for an assignment in my News Literacy class at Stony Brook, I have to write a letter to an editor of any publication. I have chosen Rolling Stone magazine and an article they wrote about the top 100 guitar songs of all-time. The cover is graced by B.B. King, Jon Mayer, Carlos Santana and others but excluded is Trey Anastasio. Maybe he doesn't deserve the cover but I can still argue that he does. Boom. Assignment done.
I'm off to get started on that. I'll probably wind up posting it tomorrow. Till then... Onward and upward.