the Marauder down the coast today. Wasn’t much of a sunrise because a storm system was blocking it but the humid air was cool at 65 mph. Although the smell of rotting flesh accompanied me for a 3 or 4 mile stretch. Lasted so long I thought maybe one of the vehicles in front of me was carrying something dead.
Met with a painting contractor at the trailer yesterday. I can’t believe I’m having such a hard time finding someone to remodel the place. Guess there really is a worker shortage. Anyways, maybe this one will actually give me a quote instead of a promise to. He doesn’t want to pressure was the bricks (weird trailer) because he says it damages the grout. Wants to do a chemical wash.
After he left, I took Big Ugly (Taylor 615) over to Jim at Lone Star to install a K & K Pure Western pickup. Started to do it myself on Sunday but couldn’t get my arm all the way to the endpin. Big Ugly is just about the best sounding guitar I’ve ever heard, got real lucky when I found that one. I’ve never heard another guitar resonate like that, period. The Pure Western should compliment it very well.
Dinner and a movie at the trailer. Watched Mama Flores’ Family, a movie about a black grandmother. Interesting movie but very long, 3+ hours. Turns out it was a TV mini-series in 1998. I suppose it’s good to be reminded from time to time how hard black families lives used to be and that those hardships are passed down in their lore.
There were a lot of interesting things in that movie; one that stands out this morning is the death of the main characters husband. He wanted to do right for his family, the same dreams all fathers have, that their children will be better off than they were. So he decided to pick some cotton late at night from a “rich” white man’s farm. Of course, he was caught and killed on the spot.
Mama Flores never excused his behavior. Never. In fact, she used the story later on when one of her grandkids was in trouble. She told him that his grandfather was a good man but made the wrong choice and paid for it with his life. She hoped that her grandchild would not choose the wrong way even for what he considered the right reason.
So even though it was a long movie, making me a bit sluggish this morning, I’m glad I watched it.
Saw an article in the paper this morning about a group wanting to give Bibles away with newspapers. I think that there are better ways to get the Word out but what is interesting about this is the comments by readers of the newspaper. This country is moving faster and faster away from a belief in God. The comments are vile and derogatory. It’s going to be a rough ride for believers in the future.