Ugh. A struggle to rise this morning. I'm finding that over the past few weeks (and especially since I got my notice) that I have more inertia to overcome to rise at a reasonable time and go to work. I suppose this is understandable to a degree, but even so, this lethargy continues through the workday and into the evening. I should be able to get one or two things done beyond the JotD, but even that is a struggle which verges on the mechanical.
So, lethargy last night meant that we watched Apocalypto. Not a bad movie, and the last half of it was essentially a very long chase scene, on foot in the jungle. Two things at the end of the movie that pushed the limits of suspension of disbelief: Jaguar Paw's wife giving birth in a cistern rapidly filling with water during a torrential downpour, and the main bad guy being killed by a tapir trap (shown at the beginning of the movie). The birth was simply ludicrous. The death of the antagonist was a little odd, given Mel Gibson's propensity for gruesome violence. A large tapir might come up you your waist, so the tapir trap should have caught our antagonist in the legs, not the chest. Interesting that an opportunity for our hero to spare the bad guy, or be capitulated to and asked to "help him move on" was not taken. Otherwise, well filmed, with much humor in the beginning. Mel does like filming the male body, and he likes his pain, but what is remarkable is that he seems to be able to find the humanity and self-justification throughout the film, and on all sides of the story.
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Wall-to-wall meetings today, and no energy to do them justice.
Out to grab lunch, and I caught the Judgement Beast chattering away at Subway. There was an older gentleman in front of me, and it was clear that he had never been to a Subway before. At one point, he asked what kind of bread they had, and he was directed to the sign on the counter with the list of breads, to which he said "what? those little things?" (the pictures are not actual size). I actually heard the voice in my head ask incredulously "haven't you ever been to a Subway before?" Amazing how quickly I can fall into the pattern of assuming everyone knows everything I know, and understands it the same way.
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Home to watering and laundry. Got sucked into Brain Candy, more laundry and watering (I soaked myself trying to adjust the sweep waterer, which wasn't a bad thing, given that it's still over 90° out), then went and grabbed sushi for dinner. I gave Momo-Taro's another try. They didn't quite have what I was looking for, and the things I asked for weren't quite right (I got smoked salmon instead of fresh and regular tuna instead of white tuna). I'm not sure if it was because I was misunderstood, or that they don't really have the full sushi offering. The sushi chef/owner is supposed to be very good, but so far I haven't seen it.
Home, eat, watch some brainless stuff (including the end of Talladega Nights) and then to bed.
Irregular comments, noticings, and perhaps the occasional observation.
Thursday, August 2, 2007
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