This week we are introducing a couple of new regular features to our weekly dispatch. First, there is the irrepressibly hysterical Gail Forrest who has already been writing a much-loved comedy column. She is now upping the ante with “Dear Gail.” Love lorn? Dating issues? Anything else you would enjoy some advice on? Gail and all her sparkly wit are here to help. She is asking for your problems and quandaries to be sent to firstname.lastname@example.org, or just reply to this newsletter. Prepare yourself.
We also have the privilege of being able to publish film/TV/movie advice and reviews from our resident Hollywood screenwriter and director David Tausik. His deep encyclopedic knowledge of what is available and, most importantly, what is worth our viewing attention, provides a much-needed guide to the massive streaming options available today. I don’t know about any of you but, more often than not, I become paralyzed by the bounty of choice available on all the multiple channels. He gives us five or ten recommendations, separating the wheat from the chaff. Finally, an educated guide to streaming.
This next week I am very tentatively beginning school; that is, Master Ski Racing School. Why I am doing this is a bit beyond me today. It seemed like such a good idea in the abstract in the snow-free autumn; but, now that I will actually be doing this, it is seeming as nuts as a George Plimpton stunt. I get that we all need to continue to challenge ourselves, and that not growing is to fossilize, but maybe learning Mandarin would be safer and more useful. Oh well, the die has been cast and, assuming none of my body parts end up similarly in casts, this will merely be humbling and undoubtedly exciting.
Onward and upward,