Well, I don't have much to do... My kids are asleep, I haven't rented any movies, I don't have cable, and there is nothing worth watching on the 3 stations that I do get. So I keep wandering back to the computer and checking to see if there are any new posts on the site, rereading the same few recent posts, sigh, and lumber back off to the couch. Ah, parental bliss! Too busy with the kids' friends' birthday parties today, as well as getting party supplies for my daughter's birthday party tomorrow (not really her b-day... we are doing it a month late because we didn't want to hold it so close to xmas where she may not have anyone come over), so I didn't get my workout in this morning.
*sigh*
Crappy day today anyway. Maybe I can get a bike ride in tomorrow. It is supposed to get into the upper 30's... better than Kaiser has it!
Well, typically I'd be going out! But, due to some crappy circumstances I've got nothing to do tonight. Granted, it's only 11:40, so perhaps something will crop up (crossing fingers).
It's been a LONG day, though. Took the CSCS exam this morning, which is a 3.5 hour ordeal or so. Pass or fail - I won't be studying for the next 6-8 weeks (how long it takes for the results to come back). The scientific section was definitely easier than the practical portion.
How dire is my situation this evening? I'm scouring craigslist for anything to do at this point.
So - what will we be doing in Arkansas on a Saturday night? (namely, on March 27th)
Also - I'm curious - where is your wife during all your bored-awake hours? Sleeping???
Yep, weather here sucks JP. We've had a lot of snow and are jsut reaching melting, which means...ice dams on the roof. Anybody who's lived in the north knows what those are. So we get a leak in our cathedral ceiling in the entryway yesterday and I have to clamber on an ice covered roof and pry off ice with a crowbar for about 90 minutes. One of the scariest things I've ever done in my life! But, of course, the trickle continues to weep down the wall...so we had to cancel 2 (two!) broker showings of the house, which we are trying to sell. Of course we had to have our first ever leak on the day everyone wants to see the house to buy it! The roofer said it is a minor problem, about $300 to fix...BUT, he has to wait until the weather is solidly above freezing. Then we have to retape and paint the drywall where the leak was. THEN we can show the house again. And this is prime selling season in Chicago! Arghhhhhh!
On the positive side, we are getting closer to finishing the basement in our new house, which means a brand new home theater for me! [img]smile.gif[/img] Bigger space than currently, and some upgraded equipment to actually make it THX certified. I'm pretty excited about being able to design this space from scratch, as well as upping the seating from our current 6 seats to 12.
SO...this evening I'm looking at pics of home theaters, trying to find a color scheme I like since I am tired of the hunter green that we have now.
I'll bring the popcorn for movies at Kaiser's joint.THX? Nice. That recent Led Zeppelin 2DVD set would sound good on that.
Didn't get home 'til 3am this morning (great concert in LA) so am chilling at home picking on my D'Aquisto archtop guitar tonight. Alot of music to work on, many songs to learn.
JP and Kaiser - you should count your blessings. I'd like to have a house to work on instead of renting, and setting up a birthday party is a helluva lot better than what many people are doing.
Have some latin jazz on... gonna wind down the evening. Mahalo.
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I spent over 24 hours trying to get into my Earthlink account on either my newer iMac or 1Book. I could use AOL on my wife's iMac. There was a password problem, or something. Via AOL, I went to the Earthlink site and it gave me a new password, something like Cbbn2MvCz44JKNMA. (case sensitive). Now my younger son, who owns a graphic design company, is a whiz at such things. I sent him 5 SOS e-mails. No answer. I began to brood. After all, he owes his very existence to my exuberance once upon a time. We fed him, diapered him, taught him to ride trikes and then bikes, schooled him, and above all loved him, but now...I thought about King Lear. Well, it turned out that he had been ripping out tiles in his kitchen floor all day and hadn't checked his e-mail. Anyway, at about 6:30 suddenly I was on Earthlink and had some email from J-P and others (rare on weekends). I think my son fixed my password from his Mac.
Went downstairs at 8. My wife was watching "The Rainmaker," with Katharine Hepburn as the aging farmer's daughter who feared she would end up an old maid and Burt Lancaster as the breezy con man who blows a whiff of life into Lizzie (Hepburn) and her family and her timid sorta-boy friend. Lizzie at one point says "I want a man, a husband, someone whose shirts I can iron. Whose meals I can cook. Someone whose shoulder blades I can touch when he wants me to."
At one climactic moment, Lizzie takes a blanket to Starbuck (Lancaster), who is about to bed down in the tack room of the barn. She says she's plain. He says no, look into the mirror of my eyes and you will see your beauty. She looks into the mirror of his eyes. Cut to the farmhouse. The elder brother (of two, played by Lloyd Bridges, Dad of Jeff) realizes that Lizzie is out there with Starbuck (who has just re-named her Melisande). Brother is about to go get her (who is probably now having her bare kneecap stroked). Her father restrains him. "Son, she will probably never marry. Let her have at least this night, something to remember the rest of her life."
We cut to the tack room. Lizzie's hair is now down, free flowing, not constricted in a bun. Obviously something has happened. She is a woman now, thanks to Starbuck (in honor of whose bringng happiness to this frustrated but now probably deflowered rural belle, coffee houses across out land now flower by the thousands),
This is pre-feminist America. Stagey. Unintentionally funny dialogue. And all the male actors, with one exception, have never lifted anything heavier than a coffee cup. Burt Lancaster, however, is admirably built. Now you go to the grocery store and 10% of the male customers look like Lancaster. (The others look like Fatty Arbuckle or Charles Laughton.)
The plot would be impossible now. Lizzie would have granted her first bf the gift of fellatio at age 13 and would gone on the pill at 16. She wouldn't brag about ironing hubby's shirts or a little shoulder blade foreplay.
I just turned 69. (No cracks, please!) I've lived through incredible changes in social attitudes. In 1958, the year I was wed, it was illegal in Ct. to buy or sell condoms, until Griswold vs. CT, when the wife of Yale's president challenged existing Comstock laws (named for Anthony Comstock, the 19th century prudish reformer). I remember when the film "The Moon is Blue" was banned, because it used the word....gasp!....omigawd..."virgin."
But I highly recommend getting hold of "The Rainmaker" next Saturday night if you can find it. Invite your friends in. Make the boys sit on one side of the room and the girls on the other. And get ready for a whoot and a holler.
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Bad weather here. Guy movie heaven though. Watched "The Right Stuff" on Turner Classic Movies. Today I'm watching "The Great Escape". I may be a couch potato but I'm a happy couch potato.
(namely, on March 27th)
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