Friday, August 15, 2003
Just thought I'd do a short little post today.
Tomorrow morning I am heading out to the Cape for a few days. Family time, you know. It should be fun and I will undoubtedly have something interesting to blog when we get back, unless it rains the entire time. Then I will only blog complaints.
Not much went on today. I slept in fairly late (surprise surprise!). Then Noah had me read a short story he had written and I critiqued it. I'm afraid I was rather harsher on this than I usually am on his screenplays. Sometimes I get in a very critique-ful mood, and this was one of those times. I hope his little heart wasn't torn asunder by my cruel comments.
Then I did a crazily involved pen and ink doodle of Kim Novak holding a siamese cat named Pyewacket. From the movie Bell, Book and Candle. I don't know, I saw a photo and it made me all inspired and whatnot. I've never seen the movie, though, and now I kind of want to see it.
This isn't the picture that got me going, but there's Kim Novak, and there's Pyewacket. And there's some fellow looking startled.
Tonight I went to get ice cream at Richardson's with Jess and Jason. Fun times. It was actually really nice out, warm without being humid. And since, being nighttime, there was no sun, it wasn't oppressively hot. We had to leave after a bit, though, because the mosquitos were consuming our flesh, and we objected to that.
Then we went to Jason's house. We were just going to sit there and chat as we generally do, but Jason's father and sister were trying to see some subtle differences in the colors of these wig things, but they didn't have any dummies to try them out on. So Jess and I were wig dummies for the night. They're called cheerleading curls, or somesuchathing... they're like little curly wigs that you put over a bun to make it look like you have a curly bun. It was pretty funny. Jason took pictures with my camera, so those should make some good photos.
Speaking of which, I got the New York pictures back, as well as some other things. They came out pretty well. The ones I took at the concert with the disposable camera were very blah. I hate 200 speed film. Never again. I need my 400 speed. It's the only way to go.
Alrighty, I am going to go pack so that I may awaken at a reasonable hour, and thusly depart at a reasonable hour. I'll blog upon my return.