Randomness of 02 December
I saw Bobby today; thought it was fine. Not tremendous, exactly, but interesting. Martin Sheen is always good (if one defines "always" as "in everything other than Gettysburg") and was skillfully matched with Helen Hunt. They did a decent job of fleshing out the Anthony Hopkins character but I still wanted more. Maybe more of him and less of Harry Belafonte; his presence made little sense to me. And he’s off the deep end of the Lunatic Left, which I can’t put out of my mind when I see him. Martin Sheen’s politics can at least be categorized as that of a sane man; maybe it’s fitting that ol’ Harry was playing an addled dodderer.
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Next time my neighbor lets her dog out and stands at the door saying "Go peepee! Go peepee! Go peepee!" in that damnable high-pitched voice, I’m going outside to tinkle on her lawn. If there’s any chance it would get her to shut it, it would be worth the indecency charge.
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I ordered a new Lamy fountain pen today, neglecting to notice I was ordering from the same outfit that forgot to send me my Lamy ink the first time I ordered a pen from there. And then forgot to tell them they forgot to send me my Lamy ink the first time I ordered a pen from there. So we shall see.
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Something happened on 02 December in the familial past that escapes me…. Did my grandmother die on 02 December? I think it was 01 December. You’d think there’d be something here at the house that I could look at to see, but I never fully dove into the family tree business as I should have. I just looked online, searching for my grandmother’s full name to see if it was yesterday or today, and the only result that comes up is my dad’s obituary, which I happened to write.
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I also installed "light-filtering mini blinds" (so it says on the box) on one of my windows today–after nearly eight years of living life here. That seems too trivial to mention after thinking about family stuff as I have been for the last several minutes, but it was a part of today. And it was a part of today that will have to be dealt with tomorrow as well: the blind is too narrow. I wasn’t sure how it would look–these window frames are oddly shaped–so I need to go back tomorrow and buy wider blinds–two this time for two windows. And if I get ambitious, two more for two more windows.