It's a wrap!

Deep into the embers of winter, knocked out of the saddle again, by some pesky bug. Damn! Under siege, and feeding the beast. Turkey stock. Pho. Antibiotics. I'm old, just fork them over, doc so I can re-group. Binge watching MI5, and football. The NFL and Bowl games. Oh, the comforts of the couch on an unseasonable winter day; no snow in the high country. Reservoirs drooping. Let's do something fun! Med fueled and sugar propelled:

The Shaka awards to the best Telly of 2013. I said it last year, and I'll say it again, the best series still at the top of the list, reigning supreme, Borgen, a Danish export which just completed it's run of three seasons. The rest of the list had wannabe glimmers: Broadchurch, The Fall, Orange is the new Black, Top of the Lake, The Returned, SOA (under-rated), Justified (Elmore and Timothy Olyphant) The Good Wife (the worst title on the face of the planet), and the Killing, the show, which like a flat bodied species would not die, surprised and will rise again under the Netflix banner.

The early Shaka movie awards, in no particular order: Alfonso Cuaron's,
Gravity. American Hustle. And Blue is the Warmest Color.

Best book read this year: Richard Ford's, 'Canada.'

Be safe tonight. Waiting in the wings: The year of The Horse.