This weekend was uneventful, yet quite fun. Friday Toby and I headed down to our gym and watched two hours worth of the Sopranos (as we missed the entire 4th season, lacking HBO and all). I guess they’re showing it over again from the 26th until the 30th, two or three a night, but we haven’t seen it since Friday, so I still know nothing about season 4. Perhaps we’ll have to wait until DVD after all. We signed up for Netflix on Friday as well. And received movies by Saturday. Pretty cool. We received The God
her, which neither one of us had seen, Revolution OS, which was mainly for my lovely, geeky boyfriend, who watched it in the middle of the night Saturday after I fell asleep. And we received SLC Punk, which I think I really liked at one time, but when we finally watched it, it was just sort of… well, not so good and way too message driven. So the winner is… The God
her. Of course.
We also ventured out on Saturday to the new theaters in Georgetown to watch Adaptation. I had seen previews for this for weeks and was so excited to see it. And I have to say, I was so let down. I think I was more let down, realizing I was so let down. I hesitate to say much about the movie as I don’t want to ruin it for anyone planning on seeing it. And perhaps my not-so-good reaction will further to de-hype it, giving folks a better chance to like it. The movie’s message or moral or meaning or point was destroyed by itself. Movie will eat itself. Which, ironically, is brought up in the movie by way of a snake tattoo. Ouroboros-
the image of a snake or serpent eating its own tail. Creation out of destruction, Life out of Death, yadda yadda. Blah blah. Anyway, Charlie blurts out the name of said tattoo and then goes on to realize he is actually living this idea. And the movie goes on to do so as well. And I could say,
Well, that’s what it was meant to do-destroy itself. Therefore it must have been a good film. Right?
Nope. I’m not buying it. I am hoping About Schmidt will be better.
We rearranged our living area as well. After tossing out the tree, we had to. I am loving it now, thanks to Toby. It was his idea for this layout. And I think he summed it up by saying,
It no longer looks like a basement.
It’s not drastically different, just more open. It appears as though we have a lot less stuff. So that’s good.
I have pictures from the past few days. Not many, but some. And I have coffee. Yum. It’s 9 a.m. I should check my email and figure out what it is I have to do today.
What’s up for New Years? Anything? I think we’re gonna watch Dick like we always do. And eat. Yum.