While Husbandman is out playing doubles, I'm watching the Wimbledon final, reading the nyt, and drinking coffee. So this is starting out to be a great day. But this is odd. I just read a review of a book called Film Club. The author of this memoir is a film critic. He let his teen son drop out of high school on the condition that he watch 3 films per week. Our own #1 son would go for that deal in a heartbeat. Back to tennis. Go Fedderer.
