This morning we were up and out early, to the market for Christmas Eve dinner makings. Spooky's still sick, so I'm doing the cooking. Special Xmas Eve spicy hot spaghetti and meatballs. And I'm gonna bake some gingerbread. I think half of Providence was doing last minute shopping at Eastside Market and Whole Foods. Oh, and I got clementines and madeleines. My teeth can't handle pecan pie, but dammit, I can eat some madeleines.
Last night, we watched Bob Clark's A Christmas Story (1983) and Frank Capra's It's a Wonderful Life (1946). I think a lot of people might fail to appreciate what that It's a Wonderful Life is darkly beautiful film. And if you clip off the ending, it's pretty much a template for half the episodes of The Twilight Zone ever filmed.
Okay, now I gotta wash some dishes.
12:08 a.m. (this morning)