More Miscellaneous Nothings

Steve and I were watching "Viva Laughlin" the other day, because nothing else was on, and it was okay until he suddenly broke into song. We kind of looked at each other with our eyebrows up, and figured it was just a silly fluke. Until a bit later in the show when he broke out into another song. And then Mellanie Griffith broke into song. It was somewhere during the second song that we realized this was a "Musical" and a TV show. Later the next day we saw a TV interview where someone claimed that the general public was ready for a musical tv show. While I do think it will have an audience, I'm not sure how ready the entire general public is for it. I guess we'll see. I think they'd be better off singing on their own rather than singing along with the sound track, since I don't think anybody sounds that great when comparing them to the original artist--they just sound like the rest of us singing along to our radio, not like Olivia Newton John in "Grease" or something. Maybe that's what they are aiming for...a whole "new" kind of TV musical show.

I read the new Nicholas Sparks book "The Choice" today. I thought it would be about a woman choosing between two men, but it wasn't; it was about a man who had to make a choice on whether or not to pull his wife off of life support after she became comatose for an extended period of time after an accident and subsequent brain injury. She had made him promise that should something like that ever happen, he would pull the plug after 12 weeks, because she'd (as a doctor's assistant at a hospital) seen another family destroyed in that situation. Kids gone bad, husband became a shell of a man who came to resent his wife who was not dead but mostly dead, lost his job, his home, his hope, his money, his everything. She didn't ever want her family to go through anything like that, so she made him promise. But he truly felt that she WOULD wake up, and the accident that put her there was his fault, so he couldn't stomach 'giving up' and being the one to actually "kill" her. Twelve weeks pass, and he has to make the choice. Nicholas Sparks is pretty good about getting you into the head of the characters you are reading. I can say that, because while it wasn't with a spouse, we had to make that decision too, with our son. I'll be 80 years old and remember that decision, that moment. Sparks did a good job with it as far as I could relate anyway, from the hope that it won't actually happen to the nausea and shock and horror and fear and weird calm as you make the best choice you can for the one you love. I won't tell you how the book ends though, because that would be mean for any readers of this blog who might want to go read the book. ;)

Well, tomorrow's a busy day; Kaylee back to school and other activities, me getting some bills and checks out and the other normal Monday stuff. Back to "reality".