Football Season

Yes, fantasy football season is now upon us. We held a meeting yesterday to determine the rules for this coming season in the keeper league. We nominated Bobo as commissioner and somehow I got elected as treasurer again which I absolutely hate. It's a hard job and it takes the enjoyment out of the season for me. So be it though, I'll suck it up and move along.

I got The Date a "because I love you" present:) A Bunn coffee maker. She has wanted one forever and I know she hated my little Mr. Coffee so it left and made way for the new, faster, super duper Bunn. She loves it:) I did good:)

TCM is having their annual Summer Under The Stars and yesterday was Errol Flynn. Interesting man, many demons bothering him, had lots of ups and downs. There was a documentary and the pictures they had before he died made him look as if he were in his early seventies. His handsome good looks were worn away from drink and morphine. He looked bloated and unhappy, his best days long behind him.

The IRS was after him after his manager died and embezzled a million dollars from him. He had few jobs after forty and was broke many times after forty five. He died at age fifty, his liver was shot and he had many other physical ailments that caused his heart attack.

His legacy on the screen though is one of youthful costume pieces, dashing swordplay, and fair maidens in distress. Clips from his last couple of movies were shown, he played a couple of drunks. The Sun Also Rises, and Too Much Too Soon (in which he played John Barrymore) he earned his age and identified with those characters. He was those men, empty on many levels, drunk more often than sober, and in desperate straights. He was an eroded man, a shadow his who he was. His good looks replaced with a craggy man with the body of a seventy five year old.

Then they played The Adventures of Robin Hood! Young, youthful, dashing, and fresh. He danced across the screen, thrilling the audience with his persona. Crossing swords with Basil Rathbone and romancing Olivia de Havilland. Quite a contrast indeed.

Flynn was a solid actor, far better than many of today's leading actors. There aren't many of his ilk, not even when his ilk ruled the screen.