Friday, December 19, 2003
Well, I can't say anything really detailed about Lord of the Rings just yet, because my mother hasn't seen it, and I'm not supposed to ruin it for her. So expect a comprehensive review sometime shortly after Christmas Day (that being when I think we're going to see it). But I did see it, and it was pretty damn good. Some bits were undeniably funny, like the pullback shot from the summit of Minas Tirith that had me, Corey, and Jason in uncontrollable laughter. And there seemed to be a lot more unaddressed homoerotic tension in this one, but that may just have been the fault of the particular people who were watching it. C'mon, you just know it would have made the movie so much better. Anyways, no more shall be said until after Christmas and my second viewing.
Aaargh, I cannot type on this computer to save my life. I've become accustomed to the laptop. This keyboard is weird, and this whole screen-not-an-integral-part-of-the-keyboard thing is throwing me off. But I shall labor on!
The flight home was fine, a little rough at the end, but nothing notable. The guy sitting next to me had hemhorroids though, unless I am vastly mistaken. He spent the entire flight squirming about rather exaggeratedly and scratching his legs. It was funny, in a I'm-really-glad-I-have-the-window-seat-and-he's-got-the-aisle-and-we've-got-an-empty-seat-between-us kind of way.
Ah, the joy of cats is mine again. I woke up this morning with something warm and fuzzy wrapped around my ankles under the sheets. It was Miranda. It was freaking great. That, and the fact that the bed wasn't lofted. And the fact that not only was there no TV on all night in my room, there wasn't a TV on in the whole house. Bliss, I tell you, bliss.
Today my mother and I went to Nahant to see if we might see the barred owl who is supposed to dwell there. We found him, alright. He was sitting up in a tree, and you could see him really easily without binoculars, because that is one damn big bird. And damn cute too, I might add. You just wanted to scoop him up and hug him. Although that would be a really, really bad idea. In reality.
The first night of Chanukah was tonight, so Happy Chanukah to all of you out there who celebrate it. I got a rubik's cube thing, so that I may have more diversions to prevent me from studying next semester.
And I got a CD: 'Living Room' by Paris Combo. They're freaking awesome. Their sound is a predominently jazzy one with tributes to cabaret singing, spanish music, and gypsy guitar. Too good. I want to make everyone listen to their CD right this very moment, so that I may share out the goodness that is their music.
Saw Finding Nemo tonight, finally. It was pretty good, although there were some scenes that made me wonder if small children might have been traumatised upon viewing them. The animation was quite good, and I appreciated it all the more because of that lecture we had from the Pixar people, where they went into quite a lot of detail on the subject of making Finding Nemo. Oh, and the brief scene of the lobsters with the Boston accents saying 'wicked' pretty much made the movie for me. Made it awesome, I mean to say.
gil was my favorite character, other than the lobster cameo. woo yay for rough n'tough angelfish!
Ghah, my hands are so damn cold. I got so used to that stinking room, with it's horrid temperature around 80 degrees, so now, in my own home, I'm cold. That just ain't right. Hrmph.
I didn't start my piece for the Envelopes show yet, but maybe I will tomorrow. I've got my idea all set, and I have a minimum of research to do, and then I can rock. And possibly roll. Possibly.
100% of fact: If one was to provide a retarded spider monkey with scissors, tape, and wrapping paper, one would get something more closely resembling a properly wrapped present than I could ever make.