While in Montreal, I do things I normally wouldn’t do back in Vancouver. Things like drive a Chevy Cobalt along an icy highway, deliver home made pies to neighbors, and watch CBS movies starring Tom Selleck as a curmudgeony sheriff in unflattering blue pants. “He’s gotten old,”marveled my mother as we took in the latter. “He looks so different from when he did Cheers.”
“You mean Magnum P.I.,”I corrected her.
“Are you sure?”she asked.
“Yeah. You’re thinking of Ted Danson.”
She didn’t seem convinced. Then fifteen minutes later, during a commercial spot with Jennifer Aniston: “Who was she married to?”
“Brad Pitt,”I told her.
“No,”she dismissed the very notion. “Not HIM.”
Okay. I decided against getting into it with her, especially since I was more interested in seeing how long it would take Sheriff Blue Pants to figure out the the key revelation that seemed self-evident ten minutes into the movie. As it turned out, quite a while.
All in all, a relaxing evening to wrap up an equally relaxing day spent at my cousin’s place chatting, drinking and – what else? – eating…