Sunday and early Monday were Sutton visitation days in West Orange, New Jersey. Sutton, Cait and Jett, I meant to say. The four of us.
I heard about Nikki Finke as I was crossing the George Washington Bridge. I had to pull over on 280 West (near Newark) in order to post a brief headline acknowledgment. I wanted to downshift and blow off the big bad world but the Finke thing was too big.
Jett to HE: “You know what, dad? All you want to do is make out with the dogs and play with Sutton like you’re both in pre-school daycare. You’re soft, no discipline. I guess it’s a grandfather thing…”
The only bad part of the visit was being more or less forced to watch episode #8 of House of the Dragon. Me: “How can you guys watch this crap?” Jett: “Welcome to the world of streaming content, dad. It’s fine. Nobody’s being hurt by it.”
