Deadwood Bits and Bobs

I only have four more episodes of Deadwood. And it is so depressing that HBO canceled such an amazing television show. Fucking cocksuckers, as Al would say.

Speaking of Al, I found this clip from the show on YouTube. Merrick, the newspaper editor, has been the victim of vandalism. Some hired thugs broke into his place and trashed his printing press. He is struggling with a sense of betrayal and helplessness when Al pops in to talk to him.

( al's take on misfortune )

Ellsworth was a scruffy, unkempt fellow in the first season. However, his little heart of gold led him to propose to a pregnant widow to save her from public scorn. Now that he's all cleaned up, he's pretty damn attractive.

( before and after )

My Hair

I dyed my hair a couple days ago. It's extremely dark red. The box said burgundy. A while back, I put black streaks in my hair. Each time I've dyed it since then, the black streaks come back a bit. So, my hair looks darker than it has been in quite some time. I really like it though.

( dorky me with super dark hair )

The rosary was okay, I suppose. Boring, but okay. Jason's grandfather was a barber and a musician. Had I known him back when he was younger and more mobile, I'm sure I would have gotten a kick out of him. By the time Jason and I started dating, his grandfather was having some serious health problems. Anyway, everyone made it though the meet-and-greet and the rosary without crying. Afterward, Jason's mom put on some of her dad's favorite tunes to play - songs from the 1940's. His saxophone and clarinet were sitting up front by the casket. A particular song came on and she lost it. I was standing in the doorway with her when it came on. She threw her hand over her mouth, said "This song kills me," and ran off to sit down by the casket. She said that her dad used to play it for her, and it had always been her favorite song. I'm so music-oriented that it really hit me then. He's gone, and he'll never be able to play that song for her again. I felt so bad for her at that moment.

Funeral and graveside service in Santa Fe are tomorrow. Uck. I'm not exactly looking forward to it.