Ted, Ted, Ted

OK, here are some pictures to look at. There are lots of pictures coming into our house lately — I think that’s our main expense line item after mortgage, groceries and the diaper service. Every few weeks, after Mary and Laura and Lillian are asleep, I sit down for an extended session with the scanner. (Maybe soon we will catch up with the 90s and start getting our film shot onto CDs.) But somehow I haven’t been getting around to putting the results up where anyone besides me can see them. I’m working on it. Laura has been enraptured with the Yellow Submarine movie for some weeks. Paul is her favorite Beatle, of course. (In time she will come to recognize the supremacy of Ringo, but why rush it.) I remember seeing this movie on one of those old 16mm rolls we used to pay $1.50 to see in college. It was all scratched up and faded to dull reds and browns, and the treble was all gone from the soundtrack. I think I only saw it the once, which amounted to a pretty bad thumbs down in the days when if we liked a movie we saw it at least 15 or 20 times. On DVD, however, it’s a whole other story. There is, surprisingly, a lot there. It stands up to repeated viewings (if perhaps not the 80 or 100 that Laura has administered), particularly in light of the amateurish crap that’s getting released these days in the animation-for-kids market.