Yesterday was friends and movies. It was wonderful. I need more days like that.
In the morning, I met![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fleurdelis28 for lunch at the Thai restaurant around the more-or-less corner from her apartment,* and after several hours of the kind of conversation that remind me that I need to see friends more than once every couple of weeks (and in some cases, years), we went home, waited for the cable guy, pieced together patter songs from Gilbert & Sullivan, and watched Russian Ark (2002). Cut for more of a review than I had originally intended.
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And in the evening, I saw This Movie Is Not Yet Rated withgaudior and rushthatspeaks at the Kendall Square Cinema. I cannot recommend this documentary highly enough. If you don't see it for its information, see it for the interviews with directors and actors; and if not for the interviews, for the animated explication of the MPAA ratings system, for God's sake. The movie left me disturbed by its import, cautiously hopeful that it existed at all, and wanting to see any number of films that were excerpted or discussed therein. And unexpectedly, at least to me, pieces of it were hilarious. (See aforementioned animation.) We dropped in on nineweaving afterward. A good time was had by all.
And so far today, my life has has mostly involved laundry. Tonight there will be apples and honey. Momentarily, there is a silly quiz.
. . . Is it a sign of intelligence and/or ego that I object to the misspelling of "craziness" in my own ingredient list? Or is there optional pedantry salted on the rim of the glass? I want a slice of lime.
Hey, years have started on stranger notes.
*Even now that I've been there twice, I'll need better evidence before I believe that the ordinary laws of geography apply to its block. It could be a pocket universe: I wouldn't be surprised.
In the morning, I met
fleurdelis28 for lunch at the Thai restaurant around the more-or-less corner from her apartment,* and after several hours of the kind of conversation that remind me that I need to see friends more than once every couple of weeks (and in some cases, years), we went home, waited for the cable guy, pieced together patter songs from Gilbert & Sullivan, and watched Russian Ark (2002). Cut for more of a review than I had originally intended.( Read more... )
And in the evening, I saw This Movie Is Not Yet Rated with
gaudior and rushthatspeaks at the Kendall Square Cinema. I cannot recommend this documentary highly enough. If you don't see it for its information, see it for the interviews with directors and actors; and if not for the interviews, for the animated explication of the MPAA ratings system, for God's sake. The movie left me disturbed by its import, cautiously hopeful that it existed at all, and wanting to see any number of films that were excerpted or discussed therein. And unexpectedly, at least to me, pieces of it were hilarious. (See aforementioned animation.) We dropped in on nineweaving afterward. A good time was had by all.And so far today, my life has has mostly involved laundry. Tonight there will be apples and honey. Momentarily, there is a silly quiz.
| How to make a Sovay |
| Ingredients: 1 part intelligence 1 part crazyiness 1 part ego |
| Method: Layer ingredients in a shot glass. Add a little emotion if desired! |
. . . Is it a sign of intelligence and/or ego that I object to the misspelling of "craziness" in my own ingredient list? Or is there optional pedantry salted on the rim of the glass? I want a slice of lime.
Hey, years have started on stranger notes.
*Even now that I've been there twice, I'll need better evidence before I believe that the ordinary laws of geography apply to its block. It could be a pocket universe: I wouldn't be surprised.
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