{"id":10720,"date":"2013-08-04T21:46:02","date_gmt":"2013-08-05T01:46:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/?p=10720"},"modified":"2013-08-04T21:46:02","modified_gmt":"2013-08-05T01:46:02","slug":"the-weekend-what-was","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/?p=10720","title":{"rendered":"The weekend what was"},"content":{"rendered":"

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On Friday afternoon, since I got home from work early, I decided to watch Ghost Story<\/a>. (It’s available on HBO Go.) The movie has a notable cast, with Fred Astaire, Melvyn Douglas, Douglas Fairbanks Jr., and John Houseman among others — it was the final film role for all of the men, with the lone exception of Houseman — but it’s pretty goofy and not really what I was expecting.<\/p>\n

On Saturday morning, I drove with my father to get his car inspected. It meant I had to get up early, on a Saturday — and my attempt to seriously nap upon my return home failed, unfortunately — but he’d done the same for me last month<\/a>, so it was the least that I could do. <\/p>\n

On Saturday afternoon, I finished reading Ben Loory’s collection, Stories for Nighttime and Some for the Day<\/i>. I’m not sure there’s any way I can summarize the book, or the experience of reading its off-kilter, sometimes fairy-tale like stories, except to share this tweet (with scan) I made:<\/p>\n

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Reading Ben Loory's Stories for Nighttime and Some for the Day. pic.twitter.com\/tKHXszAFht<\/a><\/p>\n

— Fred Coppersmith (@unrealfred) August 3, 2013<\/a><\/p><\/blockquote>\n