"One Poor Correspondent" will be on hiatus for roughly the next week, extending from August 9 to August 16, disappointing this blog's legion of fans, who currently number in the high single digits. OK, middle single digits.
In the meantime, go read a book or something. I have to say, the tidbit I posted the other day on "The Odd Couple" switching formats in mid-season was more or less the last interesting thing in Jack Klugman's memoir, unless you want to know more about the National Actors Theatre or Klugman's throat cancer. (The word "Quincy" was never mentioned.)
I have also been reading Cait Murphy's Crazy '08, which is mostly about the much-discussed Merkle-infused 1908 pennant race between the Giants and Cubs (and Pirates, a little bit). It's pretty good for what it is, which is a detailed retelling of the events of that season based on what appears to be a reading of every possible relevant newspper (and there were a lot of newspapers back then), but she doesn't do a very good job of conveying the outsized characters who populated that baseball season: John McGraw, Honus Wagner, Christy Mathewson, Johnny Evers.
Maybe the book I have anjoyed most recently is Mr. Show: What Happened? by Naomi Odenkirk, who I assume is related to Bob. It's amazing how hard people were willing to work on a little late-night HBO show that wasn't seen by that many more people than read this blog. Bob and David both talk quite a bit about the creative process that went into developing that increibly funny program, and I am reminded yet again how odd it is that people who have been working for 15 hours straight can still find the strength and creativity to make up some funny stuff at 3:45 in the morning. Well done, boys.
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