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Just a post to increment the count so that tomorrow’s will be #100. So my first blog entry was about the splendid event that I enjoyed last NYE (ELO cover band & skating), and now my last one (of the year) is about my plans for this year’s.
I’ve spent the past couple of days working. Even though it’s a company holiday. This is the downside of telecommuting. Because I work at a market research firm, getting reports released in the quarter and in the year can sometimes be very important in terms of their perceived timeliness, so I had volunteered to distribute some reports, but hadn’t realized that they were going to need more than administrative attention, so I’ve been editing and formatting and such. *sigh* Oh, well! I’ll get these days back one way or the other…
In honor of the lovely weather and the joy of having The Child in town for the occasion, I’m heading to see our First Night for the first time. I have one ticket to Bob Schneider in my pocket, and we’re hoping to pick up a second one, but if not, we’ll see the temporary art installations and the fireworks while seeing and being seen. Not exactly what the romantic in me craves, but it’ll be fun with little room for drama, which is a big plus.
And so I go to prepare for festivities! Let’s make it a great new year filled with posts and joy!
I usually listen to this a bit earlier in the month, but really, anytime is the right time to hear John Henry Faulk’s “Christmas Story.’ I must have heard it a dozen times now, and it still makes me a bit weepy every time. Faulk was a great guy, too.
While you’re on the NPR site, you can find the original Sedaris ‘Santaland Diaries’ too. It’s also great storytelling, poignant and sweet.
“No Country for Old Men” Wow! I totally want to see this one again. Tommy Lee Jones is absolutely amazing. Even though there’s a whole lot of death, it wasn’t as distressing to watch as…
“Before the Devil Knows Your Dead” I saw this with a group of friends, and we all walked out of the theater saying that maybe our families aren’t so bad after all. Great acting, dreadful characters, horrible situation. We now have a game of discussing who is the worst person in the movie.
“The Great Debaters” Some interesting moments plugged into the predictable plot points. It’s only at a few screens, so it brought a new crowd into the Alamo, which you could tell by the people wondering if seating was assigned, if they had to order something, etc. Only two waiters and a very full house, so they were working super hard.
“Charlie Wilson’s War” Fun! The costuming and makeup were amazing. I loved the dark line in Julia Robert’s eyelid crease–very authentic. I had a chance to see it a second time, but didn’t because I thought once was enough. Benazir Bhutto’s assignation changed that. I need to either see it again or read the actual book.
“Head” Not exactly a new release, but lots of fun–and it has Davy. *sigh* The Child finally got to see the Ritz. We had a fleeting glimpse of Ronald Reagan as someone was flipping channels (using the kind of remote control my family had in the mid-60s). If you’d asked someone to tell you who in that movie was going to be president someday, I bet no one would have guessed correctly–not that there were any more obvious candidates.
So, long ago and far away (otherwise known as 30 years ago at Almeda Mall), I was a seasonal employee at Foley’s, which involved wrapping more gifts than you’ll ever see. Why does a person wrap gifts in December at the mall? The stress is tremendous; customers are not happy with the gifts they’ve selected–the time, the cost, the item, the recipient–who knows? You learn to avoid their stress by avoiding their eyes, and you learn to be satisfied by the task, with your increasing speed, with the tidy beauties. Because you work at the mall in December because you are broke and you are hoping to be able to afford presents in December and food in the Spring Semester.
As I walked to the gift wrap department every day, I passed by the shoe department. There were these shoes Read the rest of this entry »
“Truth, love and beauty/Give us your booty…”
“Waffle” by Jill Bedgood was in the Red Dot show at Women and Their Work when I went on an art crawl with the Cornellians in my life. It’s page 531 from an old dictionary. There’s a definition of waffle with an illustration of a new-fangled waffle iron, and the artist has used a waffle iron to burn the paper, leaving the distinctive pattern. Read the rest of this entry »
