I spent the day doing nothing with Gunsmoke movies in the background. That's right, movies. Plural. If asked, I would have had a vague idea that they had made one. I'd have assumed that they made one. I had no idea they made more than one. Made-for-TV movies, I'm sure. I can't imagine what they would have been like in the theatre. I wonder if that may be a path movies take in future I can easily see the recent four-hour special Attila in a theatre. Some of the mini-series could also be shown in a theatre if the production actually permits it. I don't know if the video or super-VHS or whatever they use is the sort of film that can be shown in a theatre.
I received an unsolicited tape from the Wolfson Library (my talking books people). They send me tapes unasked on a fairly regular basis. This one was called Orchid Hunter by Jill Marie Whatsername. I should have been clued by the name and the female author but I didn't guess until I was already hooked that it was a romance. About the middle of the chapter, I discovered that the heroine is twins, Trevor is taking her back to Merrie Old England (Victorian Era), both twins are haunted by reciprocal dreams, Aunt Hagatha or some such has wicked designs on the shipping business and on-and-on. What was I to do. I finished the book. I had to see just who married who, don't you think?My life has reached a new nadir.