So things have been rather busy with my life, and I haven't had a regular post in a while, so I am going to try to sum things up in a "Seven Things" post.
1. I have been to see a number of films in the theater lately: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (Gary Oldman!!), Death at a Funeral (Matthew Macfadyen, Keely Hawes, Rupert Graves AND Peter Dinklage!!!), and This is England (sooo disturbing and yet oddly reminiscent of my first years in Boston). I hadn't been to the movies since the beginning of March and it has been nice seeing things on the big screen. The problem is that I now want to see Harry Potter AGAIN. That is the difficulty with having Netflix and being addicted to movies. You can just rent things and watch them over and over. Now I have to wait, or spend $10 to see the film again.
1a. There was a great article on Boston.com about how Netflix (the company) works. (The location of the warehouse is top secret!)
2. I went to Nantucket weekend before last to visit my friend Je Glide. It was a beautiful weekend, and I got really tan and swam in the ocean a number of times, at one point, not intentionally.
We had a big storm on Friday night, and on Saturday morning, the sky was clear, but the water was very choppy. As I don't have a very good stomach for sailing (or most other motion activities, despite the fact that I LOVE them) and had left my Dramamine at home, I thought it best to sit outside on the deck in the fresh air rather than run the risk of getting sick in the cabin. What I didn't consider is that a smallish ferry going through choppy seas is kind of like being on the Andrea Gail in The Perfect Storm.
I was trying to take some comfort in my circumstances by imagining myself in a better situation, first as a pirate and then as a member of Jacques Cousteau's team. It worked for about 15 minutes. I, and my fellow outdoor travelers, were drenched by several rogue waves, which came across the starboard bow of the boat and nailed those of us on the port side. I arrived on Nantucket, feeling queasy, freezing cold and sopping wet. It took the rest of the day to warm up. But I had a stellar rest of the weekend.
3. This video from the Miss Teen USA pageant makes me want to cringe. It makes me want to go find that girl and just shake her. Yeah honey, you look great in a bikini, but where is the gray matter between your ears??? Can you find that on a map? URGH.
4. This Saturday was I had a small group of friends over to watch Hitchcock movies. Yet again, I have people over, and the weather is warmer than it has been in weeks!! It is too eerie a coincidence. Everyone seemed to have a nice time and enjoyed the films. I hope to do it again next month. Maybe the next theme will be pirate movies. ARRRR!
5. First thing on saw on the internet when I got to work was that the US Attorney General had resigned. While I do not care for the Attorney General nor do I think that he was doing his job properly, I feel bad for him. His is a real "rags to riches, living the American Dream" story, and I always hate to see those stories end in scandal and humiliation. Perhaps it is unrealistic to expect otherwise in this day and age.
6. One of the really great byproducts of The Police reunion tour this summer is that the radio stations are playing a lot more of their songs. And not just "Every Breathe You Take", either. It makes for better listening on the drive in to work.
7. This morning, there was a car accident in the Cambridgebound lane at the BU bridge, just before the rotary. It looked like some fancy red sports car drove into the traffic light! The car had done a 180 and the state police were there directing traffic. It looked like the driver had already been taken away (I hope that he is okay... yes, it had to have been a "he" in that car), and about five or six police officers/tow truck people were looking under the hood of the car... presumably at the engine?? I am not 100% on that because I was trying not to get in an accident of my own as I was running late to work. But there was something very "guy"ish about the whole thing.
7a. I was running late to work this morning because I had overslept which was compensation for being up at 4:30am with a bad dream. Since the beginning of the summer, the quality of my dreams has changed. They are no longer fantastically "out there" dreams that you know are just dreams, but, instead, are too close to reality for me to actively differentiate that they are dreams while I am dreaming them. Case in point: this morning, I awoke scared that someone had broken into my home. And not like a Freddy Krueger type either. I can deal with Freddy; the real people from my dream on the other hand are terrifying. I feel like Gael Garcia Bernal's character in The Science of Sleep.
*This is a song by The Police, who I got to see in concert earlier this month. Yay!
Hmmm m... I feel kind of like a mental midget after reading your list of "Harry Potter's" in your life time. LOL. I loved Roald Dahl and Beverly Cleary too, but the ones I longed for were the ones with the great illustrations!!! (I dream of being an illustrator!) James Marshall and Chris Van Allsburgh are two of the authors who never let me down. James Marshall has simple cartoony characters but they make me laugh endlessly (Three by the Sea, Four on the Shore, The Stupids, George and Martha) and Chris Van Allsburgh delights with his story telling as well as his amazing illustrations (Jumanji, Zathura, The Polar Express ... The Stranger looks like it was drawn while looking at a view from Monadnock!) None of them hold a candle to J K Rowling, though. Good luck with the organizing! It's been a challenge for me as well. My best solution is to throw it away. I keep too many things I never need again. Toss those out and you'll have room for the things you truly use each day. And IKEA IKEA IKEA!!! The best desk and wall organizers EVER! You can order on line.
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