BBC documentary, 2003. As the subtitle implies, it's about the contradiction between Frank's lack of enthusiasm for jazz and its clear influence on everything he did.
I suppose that I should say a few words about the lady I'm marrying.
Longtime readers of this site have seen me bounce around -- I was still in high school when I put the original version up. In the years since, I've gone from school to school and job to job. Generally, I've been pretty happy (even during my "I hate you all" phase). But a lot of the time I was pretty lonely, and, at least since finishing college, I pretty consistently haven't known what was coming up next in my life.
I suppose that last is still true to some extent. At the moment I'm between temp jobs and don't know what the future may bring.
But I know who'll be there with me.
It's not just that I'm not lonely anymore. It's not just that I met a lady, or that I met a lady who's smart and kind and laughs at (most of) the same things I do. Or that we clicked pretty much immediately and have made it four years so far.
It's all of that. All of it together. It's that we make each other better. It's that whatever happens, we'll face it together, we'll be stronger for it and for each other, and it'll all come out in the end.