My Team is Losing And that's Not the Only Thing that's Cold.

Mother Nature cast an icy stare in our direction this week. We went from a day in the sixties to subfreezing overnight. To make matters worse, the wind, sometimes gusting at over forty MPH, clocked from the south around to the Northeast in a twenty-four hour period, assuring that no matter which way you would rake your leaves, they would end up back on your lawn.

Those of us living in the Fox Cities got about an inch of snow during this transition. It was the kind of snow you can live with. By that I mean it was somewhat pretty and you didn't have to shovel it. It also disappeared by Saturday.

Maria and I got back on track this weekend. Early this fall we took advantage of Marcus theater's $5.00 Sunday. We bought $25.00 Passports that allowed us to see any film we wanted to see on Sunday up until December 4.

Are first two weeks we watched, and presumably assisted in helping the box office, the number one film that weekend.The pass gave us the opportunity to experiment with films we might not have watched and suffered buyers remorse. (Regular ticket prices are $10.00)

There was a dark period where we just didn't want to see anything they offered, but the sun came out on a very rewarding fantasy written and produced by J. K. Rowling, the author of the Harry Potter saga. Even though he title is longer, Fantastic Beasts will do. The very talented Eddie Redmayne plays the lead in this fantasy that features a New York you've never imagined and creatures galore. Rowling is a fabulous storyteller, and she does not disappoint us here. This film opened on a weekend that featured many other top grossing wannabes. and outperformed all of the others combined.

I look forward to this next week. It's not so much that it's a holiday week but that Maria and I will have more time together and with friends.

I hope you all have a wonderful holiday. The snow is falling on the plain of poop, near the shores of Lake Maria where I have pitched my tent to mark Camp Jeff. Adios until next week

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