Guy and I used to try and watch movies together. Watching movies isn't necessarily a very hard thing to do, but Guy and I could never make it through a whole movie for some reason. We would always get a ways into something, and then he would fall asleep and I would go home, or he would decide that he didn't want to finish for whatever reason. He used to say he knew whether a movie was great or not by whether he could make it through a second sitting without being bored, and if he could, that meant it was exceptional. But he rarely could sit through any movies a second time, and he never wanted to watch anything new because he would get angry if a movie was really bad and lots of movies are very bad and he always said it wasn't worth the stress to find something good. So we rewatched lots of movies he remembered being okay in the 80's that I probably missed and then quitting and starting all over on something else. That happened two hours into Amadeus. And some part of the way through Broadcast News. And that was how I got into Breaking Away, but I had to finish it at home. Zelig, too.
Sometimes, it's nice to start things. And it's also good to finish what you start. Some things have a natural ending, some things you have to work hard to stop them, and some things just keep going because whoever started it is stubborn or stupid or both. Two years ago, on this day, I started writing about butter. I don't write so much anymore--not on this blog, anyway--but the Betterbutterblog still exists, and that's something.
Happy anniversary, Betterbutterblog.
Wow Curt! Congrats!
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