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I feel like I've been running in circles - albeit very wide ones - since five this morning. Black Monday - maybe. It was definitely grey monday, with a sky of Spielbergian clouds covering everything for almost the entire day. With a single exception I have completed both Christmas shopping and the wife's birthday shopping...tasks I told myself I would begin sooner than I did and complete for less cash. But that's really par for the course when it comes to the holidays.
It feels good to have it all done, though. Crystal's birthday is a few days before Christmas, and she deserves for the day to be glorious so it doesn't get pressed aside by the birth of Christ, etc, etc. FrostyGrinchRudolphCrystal'sBirthdayAChristmasStoryNoelStockingsTreeLights - wha? What was that? That's how I think she views it.
Have gotten the Toys for Tots items as well, both through her office and our local poetry slam. Charity begins at an open mic, or something like that.
The Ice Harvest was disappointing, if only in that it should have been marketed as a noirish crime film and not a slapsticky comedy. Oliver Platt is his usual brilliant self. His scenes are worth the price of admission. However, the Crazy Man in front of us in the local art-house theater made for an even more entertaining night. Crys thinks he had Tourette's, but I think he was just a whole lotta crunk. He waved his arms, laughed inappropriately, spoke loudly words that had nothing in common with the scenes he was viewing, and generally made himself seem quite scary. At one point she leaned over to me and said "Are you seeing this?" and I told her I was ignoring it...that crazy won't quiet down when shushed.
That aside, we also got to visit with The Canadian Sister, who made her annual pilgrimage to the homestead. Since she's here this week we won't see her at Christmas. This is too bad but I don't blame them for taking the time to be alone during some part of the holidays. That's how I'd play it.
The alleged classic Le Samourai was disappointing. The Comedians of Comedy tour film was better than expected, mostly because of Brian Posehn and (more so) Zach Galifinakis (sorry, probably misspelled that). Disc three of the Aeon Flux box set is the gem; the original shorts are on there and are as awesome today as they were back in the days of Liquid Television.
Still striving to have several new pieces polished before this coming Wednesday's Dunn Bros. And really, apart from napping, that's all I have.
Here's to everyone who didn't freak out while shopping today. You were dead-eyed and soulless, but I salute you all.
that's mr. lurkey, thank you
It feels good to have it all done, though. Crystal's birthday is a few days before Christmas, and she deserves for the day to be glorious so it doesn't get pressed aside by the birth of Christ, etc, etc. FrostyGrinchRudolphCrystal'sBirthdayAChristmasStoryNoelStockingsTreeLights - wha? What was that? That's how I think she views it.
Have gotten the Toys for Tots items as well, both through her office and our local poetry slam. Charity begins at an open mic, or something like that.
The Ice Harvest was disappointing, if only in that it should have been marketed as a noirish crime film and not a slapsticky comedy. Oliver Platt is his usual brilliant self. His scenes are worth the price of admission. However, the Crazy Man in front of us in the local art-house theater made for an even more entertaining night. Crys thinks he had Tourette's, but I think he was just a whole lotta crunk. He waved his arms, laughed inappropriately, spoke loudly words that had nothing in common with the scenes he was viewing, and generally made himself seem quite scary. At one point she leaned over to me and said "Are you seeing this?" and I told her I was ignoring it...that crazy won't quiet down when shushed.
That aside, we also got to visit with The Canadian Sister, who made her annual pilgrimage to the homestead. Since she's here this week we won't see her at Christmas. This is too bad but I don't blame them for taking the time to be alone during some part of the holidays. That's how I'd play it.
The alleged classic Le Samourai was disappointing. The Comedians of Comedy tour film was better than expected, mostly because of Brian Posehn and (more so) Zach Galifinakis (sorry, probably misspelled that). Disc three of the Aeon Flux box set is the gem; the original shorts are on there and are as awesome today as they were back in the days of Liquid Television.
Still striving to have several new pieces polished before this coming Wednesday's Dunn Bros. And really, apart from napping, that's all I have.
Here's to everyone who didn't freak out while shopping today. You were dead-eyed and soulless, but I salute you all.
that's mr. lurkey, thank you
posted by scn at 6:40 PM
