It seems as though only yesterday our lives were being made a living hell for days at a time, thanks to movie crews all over the place, complete with cables and generators (and bucks, for the non-naive). Today we found a notification on the door that we're to be blessed again. Last time we got some free rain, in addition to other freebies; this time it's going to be pure nuisance, it appears. It's the Wendell Baker Story. Maybe location people removed all the lost-pet signs. It'll be interesting to see whether peace signs stay up in the right-of-way. If we sit out front in some of our less savory habitual garb maybe we'll be paid to go indoors. That worked really well last time, as did Tejano music.