On arrival in NYC, I found an email from a friend, instructing me to go to Google Calendar. I did. It worked. Looks nice.
I figured it must have been announced while I was on the plane. I went to Memeorandum to see what’s up, and there’s no mention of it. Huh? I don’t get it.
New Flickr set: Google Calendar Screen Shots.
Mike Arrington wrote a review.
On the flight east I watched a Joan Crawford movie that I hadn’t seen before. Humoresque. Filmed in 1946, when she was 40 years old. It’s a serious movie, and Crawford is unbelievably good. In one scene she’s in a concert hall and her lover, played by John Garfield, is performing, sending her into ecstasy. Two other women are watching her come, one is Garfield’s mother, and the other his young girlfriend. They know what’s going on and so do we, but everyone else is oblivious. The camera gets super-close as Crawford goes over the top. The movie is worth seeing, if only for this sequence.