More dope massive-object work form Syd Mead
I’m feeling….somewhat better. Better than yesterday. I think. No, I know I am. The crash down from taking acetameophin isn’t nearly as dramatic as it had been for the previous two days. Success!
Got my hairs cut today…tho that was an adventure in and of itself. I had in my calendar that I was going to be there at 11am…and so I showed up on the dot, 11am. Nope. My time was for 2pm. I was there 3 hours early. What the fuck, right? No excuse. Just clearly wasn’t paying attention when I put that into my calendar. Thankfully, traffic today wasn’t bad at all, and it was hardly an inconvenience at all.
The day started off with breakfast (after dog walkies, of course) with Ryan and Lisa over at Sweet Butter. They’re overpriced as a general rule, but super reasonable for breakfast! Well…not SUPER reasonable…but MORE reasonable. I ate a nice breakfast for $10.
Then, after the haircut debacle, I came back home and hung out with them for a bit longer, and then they took off down to Anaheim for their WoW convention. The nerds. Miss them already.
After that I putzed around…did some building stuff, took a nap for an hour, walked the dogs, vacuumed a bit…and then suddenly it was night time. Ugh. This time change, am I right? Gets early at, like, lunch time. I went to Ralph’s to pick up a few things (got charged twice by accident, which I need to go back and get refunded tomorrow), then settled in for a couch potato night. I’ve been trying to make up ground lost during September and October for the watch-100-movies-in-a-year challenge, and so I watched the classic 80s Jeff Goldblum-fueled horror flick The Fly, which I quite enjoyed.
It was surprising in a few ways. The first, really, is just a reminder of the types of horror movies people wanted to see in those days; they really fuled themselves with their gore. Much less in terms of jump-in-your-seats scares, and much more blood and guts and disgusting moments. The second surprising thing was just how much chemsitry Goldblum and Gina Davis had with each other. Their scenes in the first half of the movie were shockingly sweet and genuine…it completely didn’t match with the second half of the movie, which was just so over the top (of course…I mean, it’s about a guy who turns into a fly…). There’s still some stuff to mine there, to make the step into the absurd more plausible from the get-go, make that tone more even across the whole movie.
I haven’t watched much Cronenberg, I realized. His newer stuff, yes, but I mean what put him on the map in the late 70s and the 80s. I’ll have to check out some more of his stuff. I always confuse his name with a contemporary of his, Roger Corman. Quite different sensibilities…but I guess their names are similar enough for my brain to trip of them.
I summary, it was a fun night spent, even if I was feeling under the weather. Tomorrow is more rest. Hopefully it’s all I need to then go and crush life Saturday and Sunday, my next two full work days. I think it will be. I have some errands to run, the fountain needs a refill on water, gotta go to Ralph’s to reverse that extra charge…need to email IT for Netflix to help me get into the system where I log my hours…that kinda stuff. Nothing too crazy.
Anywho, off to bed with me. Catch you tomorrow, future-Ira, present-Panda, and whomever else reads these daily word parties. Till tomorrow! 🙂