May 9th, 2004
|08:55 pm - Am I the only person who ALWAYS fills in the subject line when posting?|
Hi. Before we get rolling here, I'd like to point out that this year's award for the Bestest Mother goes, once again, to my mom. Happy Mothers Day, Mom.
Also in the news, this year's award for the Baddest Mother goes, once again, to Shaft. Happy Mother's Day, Shaft.
Right. Anyway. Saturday was mostly good. I spent the afternoon hanging out with evil_jim, and then Ellen and I had pre-Rocky dinner at Uno's. When we got out of the restaurant, it was raining lightly. We went back to my place for a little while, and by the time we would've left for Rocky, the storm had gotten pretty bad. I looked outside my window and didn't see anything that looked like the "sixty-mile an hour winds" they were talking about on TV, but Ellen had misgivings about going, and eventually it was decided that having gotten approximately fifteen minutes of sleep since Thursday (give or take), we should probably stay home. This turned out to be a really good decision because I got really sick around 12:05.
It wasn't good. I'm fine now.
But uh, skipping ahead a few hours, I went to Stoughton to celebrate Mother's Day. My parents are packing for the big move, which is going to be an incredibly daunting task. I don't even want to think about it. Anyway, dinner was pork chops, asparagus, potatoes and rhubarb pie. We watched Master And Commander: The Far Side of the World which is the sort of movie my dad likes to watch on Sundays. I don't know... I have this inexplicable anti-Russell Crowe bias. Somehow the man keeps getting into big budget movies with high production value, so I know that if I see a Russell Crowe movie, it won't be too unpleasant to sit through, but I usually avoid his movies (not films -- movies) when they're in theaters. Master and Commander was quite watchable, but would I sit through it again? I doubt it. The soundtrack was cool, though.
Now I'm at home waiting for the washer. I need to wash a load of khakis before tomorrow morning. This would've been a great thing to have gotten done on Friday night. Why the hell didn't I do it then instead of now when I just want to collapse?
Current Mood: sleepy
Current Music: M.J. Hibbet and the Validators -- Hey Hey 16K
And um... who are you again?
Oh. So you are.
As you were.
One of the reasons I like the soundtrack for M&C is that it has a couple Bach songs on there that I originally heard on my Bach on a Hook album. I couldn't help but chuckle when I heard those.
This morning I was trying to locate the post(s) in which you had mentioned the movie to see if you had bought the soundtrack, but I couldn't find them. Did you buy the soundtrack? If so, is it worth my money?
I didn't buy the soundtrack, and I saw the movie On Thanksgiving, (or nearaboutst (hey! a new word.)) I suppose I should start looking for it one of these days. As I recall, it's mostly classical music.
Ah. For some reason I thought you'd posted that more recently, so I only got as far back as January (besides, I needed to go to work).
Anyway, I was pretty impressed by the soundtrack. I will probably pick up a copy when I'm feeling rich. My next soundtrack purchase will be The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath which is available as a CD-R from the composer's website.
Ooo! Order me a DQ soundtrack too, if you would please, and I'll pay you back when I'm feeling rich... or at least when they arrive. Um, how much are they?
They are $10 plus shipping, which I assume you can handle. You can write me out a check for $11.50, which should cover it ($3.00 for shipping according to the website. It does not say "per item"). I'll order within the next couple of days.
$23 bucks. You got it! No problem! ^_~
Oh now don't start that again. +-<>:| (<--- that's the Pope)
But I winkied. ^_~ Didn't you see my winkie?
I would like to thank you for not getting really sick at 12:05 in the Orpheum. :-) I'm glad you're feeling better.
Thanks, so am I. Though it wouldn't have been so bad for you folks if I'd been at the Orpheum. No mess to clean up, just me doubled over in excruciating pain.