Instead of blogging today...

I put my sore leg up (the generic tylenol, it is my friend) I watched Guess Who's Coming To Dinner (1967).



The golden moment runs from the 5:00 mark. Have I mentioned how ashamed I am, me, a good liberal, to admit that I see African Americans, and particularly black men, in a different, more positive light since Obama got the nomination?

We've all got growing in grace to accomplish, don't we...

For Sidney Poitier movies, I actually like A Patch of Blue better, because it makes me cry. I love to cry.