W.L. White and Robert Sherwood.

One nice thing about cutting the cable, if you don't put out for the free tv box which doesn't get you much here without an antennae -- is no tv.

You can catch the scores online, learn the latest (Miss Wisconsin for the win!), but spend more time with hardcover books and dvd's/tapes.

This weekend, I'm spending time with the son -- W.L. White -- who apparently wasn't all that well liked in Emporia, but who was a top writer nonetheless. Never saw Ford/Wayne's They Were Expendable, but it's waiting atop the tv set. If it's anything like the book... They really could write then, no?

Then I've got a collection of three of Sherwood's plays in decent-sized print, hardcover, waiting too. So, rich lives, character studies, are accessible still. Even when you turn off the tv, stay in, and have just yourself to follow.

ADDED: Eating good, and romping the trails with Buddy twice or thrice a day too. Take care yourself.