Trackway and Camp and City lost, Salt Marsh where now is corn

[sovay]

Last night was not quite as successful on the sleep front, owing mostly to the cutting down and woodchipping of a tree across the street which woke both me and spatch and panicked both the cats; I fell back asleep afterward and had a classic anxiety dream of being expected to perform in the chorus of a concert for which I had never been given the music, only a lyric sheet, at which I was criticized for not being able to keep up. I miss the tree across the road already. I think it had mostly died, but it had branches and leaves and it cast a shadow. Bright-smashed with sunlight, that patch of sidewalk looks a lot more unforgiving now.

Rutger Hauer has died. I saw him first—and for years, only—in Blade Runner (1982), so he always had that more-human-than-human quality for me. I'll have to find something different to watch for his memory.

I am aware that the Mueller testimony is going on. I hope something effective comes of it. I do not want to become fatalistic, because that makes me useless, but the decks feel so stacked.

Comments

[cmcmck]

We got a considerable and lengthy thunderstorm which is never good for the sleep patterns, so you have my utmost sympathy!

[sholio]

Rutger Hauer has died.

Oh no! That makes me sad.

I mainly think of him from Blade Runner also. That, and Ladyhawke.

[rosefox]

My formative Rutger Hauer movie is Split Second, the only horror movie I can watch. It is bananapants and really remarkably good, mostly because it gets to the point where a standard horror movie would attempt to take itself seriously and then blows completely past it. If you feel up for watching an apocalyptic climate change horror movie about the Devil (who looks a whole lot like the alien from Alien) stalking through a rain-flooded London, with only Rutger Hauer, a nebbishy by-the-book cop, and Rutger Hauer's aggressively pin-up sexy ex-girlfriend in his way, I recommend it highly.

[julian]

Heh. We had unexpected roof repairs, which is still full of *whirrrr*, but doesn't destroy trees. (For which, my sympathies.)

Being very of my era, I'd suggest Ladyhawke?

[selkie]

*kicks little fat flipper feet*
I wrote two sentences two days ago and haven't found the brain space again since. Where are you buying yours these days when you can get it? Is it on the fucking ration and no one told me? Can I trade on the black market?

UGH.
(I came here to say I was sorry for your shade tree, and I am. But also. Ugh.)
Also, I didn't hit any bunheads with my cane this morning. That ought to be worth hard currency. They were in the access seats.
*whines elsewhere*

[kore]

Years ago now, we lost the giant Japanese cherry shade tree that was right outside our windows (giving the apartment the nickname "the treehouse" by one friend) because it was barely inside the next door yard, and our lives were really impoverished by its loss and I still miss it.