Why do I like these guys?

They're difficult. They make bad choices. They don't see what should be right in front of them because they're caught up in their pasts. They can be self destructive. They could use a few hours on the therapists chair. They don't do what I tell them to do, and sometimes go off in their own direction entirely. They bring things to a standstill when they don't like what is happening and won't move again until they get their way. They make waves, and can never leave well enough alone. And if I leave them alone, they do nothing at all.

Sometimes I have to remind myself that I like the main characters in my book.

Pieces of Maui

Happy Thanksgiving

Perhaps A Day Late

Tech Support and I were watching something together the other night and somehow it led to my speculating absurdly on Morgan Freeman. He has such a dignity about him that seems to come with age, that I wondered if he'd existed as a young man. I imagined he'd appeared on the earth in his late 40's and proceeded to carve out a successful film career.

To test my theory we went to the imdb and discovered he'd at least been in his early 30's when he appeared on this planet. In fact, he'd spent several years on the Electric Company at that time.

YouTube was consulted, and a wonderful discovery was made: