I don’t know about you, but I find the photo to the left intriguing. The boy, of course, is naked, and clutching what appears to be a basketball. Perhaps he’s in a locker room. He doesn’t look particularly happy, does he? Did his team lose the game, and maybe he’s blaming himself for the loss? Who knows, but I like the way the light coming through the window is playing on his lanky body.
I had a thoroughly pleasant Tuesday evening with my friend, Dan. We went to Happy Hour at Ruth Chris steak house downtown, where they have great dinner and drink specials at very low prices. The we attended a screening on the film, The White Crow, which was a biopic of Russian dancer Rudolf Nureyev, who defected to France while performing in Paris in 1961. The music and ballet dancing was excellent, and the lead actor was nothing short of gorgeous. He was shown having an affair with another male dancer, a cute blond German guy who spoke English with an Oxford accent.
All right, everyone, I have a little editing work to perform before bed, so I will close this post by wishing all of you a pleasant Tuesday night.