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IZZARD

We missed a Netflix shipment today, so the 'movie' was a show by Eddie Izzard; DRESSED TO KILL. A friend loaned it to us. He is a tranvestite who is funny. Well sort of. The combo gets some points for originality of theme but then after you get over the TV part, you gotta be funny, don'tcha'?

I stayed for twenty minutes and realized that I had not even heard the last two or three. Time to roll. John stayed through the whole thing.

The cross dressing and makeup gets in my way. I have always had trouble with drag queens which he emphatically says he is not; a male tomboy. I know. I should be open armed and welcoming; but I am not. I accept that it exists and more power to the people who wanta do it but don't expect me to extend myself for it. And then I am not much of a fan of standup as it is done today. Blah blah. I would not have even written about this; it is a little embarrassing to find some latent bigotry in here; but it is part of my day.

I escaped to The Da Vinci Code which I am liking very much. It has scenes. Each ends as a cliff hanger. There are three or four story lines, each with its own scenes. A nice scheme. Four cliffs to hang from. I am resisting devouring the whole thing. I read a bit and take a break. No rush. I do not want to miss anything.

How could any novel be Number One on the NYTimes BestSeller List for 46 weeks? Well, I guess people like John and me who waited and waited to buy it. Here we are. It is a great book. You heard it here last.