Saturday, November 15, 2003
I almost forgot this thing today. That could have been unfortunate, as I'm pretty sure that using this blogger to chastize myself for not working is the only thing keeps me from being a total bum.
Okay, not the only thing.
Not quite.
But I didn't work today, nor did I work yesterday. Not real work. Not writing or proofreading or such. I did a lot of housework yesterday and cooked two meals. But no writing. Spooky and I watched Eliza Dushku in Wrong Turn (perfectly awful, but notable as an example of the way that trolls have become cannibalistic hillbillies in the American fairy tale) and then another Python DVD, and then I put in The Beast From 20,000 Fathoms to sleep to. There are times I want to do nothing but watch (as opposed to read). Watching is ever so much more voyeuristic than reading. Anyway, on that note, this afternoon we caught a matinee of Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World. A superb movie, despite the fact that we more or less missed the first ten minutes bescause of three drunken redneck (two guys and a chick) who'd snuck in beer and proceeded to fight loudly and drunkenly among themselves. They smelled. Spooky and I were sitting directly behind them. Numerous shhhhhings only seemed to make things worse and, finally, Spooky talked to the management, who removed them from the premises. Back to the movie. Really gorgeous. I loved the use of the Galapagos Islands and early 19th-century proto-evolutionary thought.
After the movie, we stopped for dinner at The Righteous Room, then head home for LunarCycles, which is live right now and you should tune in. And that's about that, blah, blah, blah.
I was pleased with the removal of Judge Roy Moore from office this week. Alabama might get better yet, someday, eventually, even if only by baby steps, and even if it goes kicking and screaming all the way.
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