Sleep Walking Dead
Wonderful day today, the sky is blue, a chill is in the air (even in Arizona), and I will soon get dressed for this evening. I dressed as One of the Sleep Walking Dead at work yesterday. It’s probably odd going to the court, walking up to the clerk’s window and being greeted by a zombie. (Maybe not so odd at that!) One man looked at me and said, “I’m just going to pretend like everything is normal.”
Two nights ago we ate at one of our favorite restaurants in Cottonwood, AZ. PIÑON BISTRO is a wonderful restaurant. They are open for dinner Thursday through Sunday nights from 5:00 p.m., 928-649-0234. They don’t have a website, but if you are in Sedona, Cottonwood, or anywhere in the Verde Valley, give a call, make a reservation and have a great great dinner. Roger had his usual shrimp scampi (he says the best he’s ever had) after sharing a salad with me of fresh baby greens topped with walnuts and warm goat cheese. I had a butternut squash turnover with snap peas and grilled asparagus. OMG! If you go there before November 11, you can see the beautiful art of Wanda Wood. Oils and pastels and each one brings a peaceful feeling.
Agnes Moorehead
Last night we saw The Bat, 1959, directed by Crane Wilbur. This is a fantastic movie anytime of the year, but it is a standard at our house during MonterFest. It stars Vincent Price and Agnes Moorehead. She is like a gigantic ham on two legs. The movie is based on a play which was based on a book by Mary Roberts Rinehart. She’s a good writer – some of her books are very scary – sort of America’s Agatha Christie. It’s about a criminal who “has no face” who is terrorizing the neighborhood and people are found dead with large clawmarks on their throats. So obviously, that sounds exactly like a bat. It is such a bad movie and we laugh a lot every time we see it. Tonight, something wolfmanish I’m sure.
I’ll be working at the Jerome Artist Cooperative on November 8.
Happy Halloween to all.
