The Fum of All Sears

Just back from an hour's walk for today's exercise. My butt hurt too much from the exercise bike to use it today. Spent the morning, after breakfast, cleaning off old files and programs from my computer, defragging my hard drives, etc., in preparation for digitizing the bowling alley footage. Then it was out the door for almost an hour's walk. Another perfect, dry-hot summer day her in LA. We have been here almost three weeks and it has not rained even once; it hasn't even looked remotely like it will rain. Glory hallelujah.

Spent the remainder of yesterday logging video and slowly dumping our CD collection into our media PC, which is hooked into the home theatre system. Made a great dinner: seared pork tenderloin with chili-mango pear sauce, pineapple-mango-jalapeno salsa, and pasta rosettes with sundried tomatoes, olive oil and basil. Much more successful than the duck the other night, which was pretty good. The pork overcooked a tad though; it's always tough for me to manage to keep meat warm while I'm using the pan for a sauce. Have to work on that.

Then we watched the appalling Sum of All Fears starring Ben Affleck. Now, Affleck seems to be a likeable fellow. I enjoy him as a wisecracking Kevin Smith surrogate in Smith's pictures. He is not, however, at all cut out for the noble action-hero roles Hollywood keeps dishing out to him. He just does not have the gravitas or the chops. And when a film pauses to show us slo-mo of anyone running through flames it's time to reach for the barf bag. There's a cool nuclear explosion in the flick, and that's about all I can say that's good about it.

Gotta log some more video now. Just spaghetti for dinner tonight!