So, here I was all excited about the weekend, and still I went into work yesterday! And I only stayed for four hours, which means that I was there without actually finishing everything that needed finishing.

Sometimes I am completely convinced that I am a pillock.

And the reason that I only stayed for four hours? Because it was practically the last performance of Midsummer at Love Creek and that morning Fran came all pathetically into the basement, asking me if I were going to the show, and so I decided not to make him go alone.

So I wrapped everything up as best as I could, and ran my ass off over to the theatre, only finding out when I got there that it was sold out. Plus it had just started.

When I got home, Fran roared, "You made me see that show by myself!" "I tried to go, honestly I did!" I think he didn't like it a little. I've seen Midsummer so many times that I can barely stand to see it again, even though Kelly and Geoffrey and Joannie and John are in it.

So I thought about going back to work...but I went to the movies instead. I went to the Loews on 42nd St. and did something that I never had done before--I decided to see whatever film I least objected to seeing that had a screening that I didn't have to wait too long for, which turned out to be The Score.

All I heard about it was that it was great that DeNiro and Brando and Edward Norton did a film together, but why couldn't they have waited for a script worthy of their talents? But hey, it's a heist flick, and you know what? Even a mediocre heist flick is pretty good, pretty fun to watch, it doesn't have to actually be good to be worth watching.

The performances were good, of course, though Edward Norton had the showiest role, so he was the most fun to watch, and he showed that you don't have to lean back into a showy role and ride it, that there's a real difference when somebody does a really strong performance in a role that you don't really have to work hard to be good in. That just made no sense, but I know what I mean.

DeNiro had the dullest role, the lead, and really kind of was dull in the role, I wasn't all that excited about his performance, though he certainly wan't anything like bad or anything, and Marlon Brando showed that it doesn't matter a damn the people sort of treat him like a joke these days, because he still is a class above almost every actor living.

The real disappointment was Angela Bassett, who kind of sucked, though admittedly in an intensely badly written girlfriend role. It's an actor's job to improve the crappy role that is slapped in front of them, but she just couldn't seem to rise above the "there has to be a girl in the picture, let's shoehorn one in here" role.

After the movie, I was walking back to the van, and I saw the one-legged panhandler that hangs around the parking lot sometimes, and as I was walking towards him, I saw him drop one of his crutches, and I thought that it was a mistake, and then he threw down the other crutch, and he was just there, balancing on his one leg, and then he did a standing backflip, then bent down and picked up his crutches again.

I'm walking towards him, and I was just laughing and laughing, because it was just about the coolest thing that I'd ever seen in my life, and when I get up to him, he said, "Now that's worth something, isn't it?" and I said, "It sure is!" and gave him a handful of change.

This is my week for one-legged guys, ain't?

Horoscope d'aujourd'hui:
Domestic bliss is the keynote. Family connections and stay-at-home pleasures bring satisfaction today.

il y a un an aujourd'hui:
The inclusion of the word "Kymm" as long as it is not in close proximity to the words "banal", "idiotic", "bitch" or "sucks", improves any article.

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Graphiques de Saundra la multilingue!
Traduction français par ma mère Gladys Holland.

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