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Tell Me It's Time to Go Home
Apr. 26th, 2007 11:12 amVery little of significance to report, except for the conflusion of frantic and bored out of my skull at work. Unsurprisingly, the two events are often simultaneous.
Entertainment would be welcome, as always.
I watched "Stick It" the other night (yeah cable), which is not a very good movie, but has Jeff Bridges, whom I have an unhealthy adoration of and not just because he was The Dude (and I was weirdly disturbed by the amount of sexual chemistry between him and the supposedly 18 year old gymnast, because while I still find him kind of hot, he's 100 years old.) However, what struck me about his absurd movie is that, at the end, I got weepy (as I'm want to do with any sports movie) as these girls stuck up for each other, as they took their snark and bite, and were utterly kind to each other.
It's the same reason that "The Prom" makes me weepy in a way that no other Buffy episode did, that look Giles has on his face when he talks about the kindness of children. There's something remarkable about acknowledging that. I'm trying to think of other instances when we see something like that, an act of pure kindness, of recognition that comes from no where, or comes unexpectedly. Hmmm.
M. has discovered that even more fun than harassing me about snakes is to mention the idea of teeth growing out of someone's nose (it's a long story, and does not reflect well on either of us) and the concept makes me freak completely, like visceral skin crawling off my body, shuddery shreiking freak out. It's irrational, I know, but still. Teeth in your nose!!! How is that not horrifying!
Entertainment would be welcome, as always.
I watched "Stick It" the other night (yeah cable), which is not a very good movie, but has Jeff Bridges, whom I have an unhealthy adoration of and not just because he was The Dude (and I was weirdly disturbed by the amount of sexual chemistry between him and the supposedly 18 year old gymnast, because while I still find him kind of hot, he's 100 years old.) However, what struck me about his absurd movie is that, at the end, I got weepy (as I'm want to do with any sports movie) as these girls stuck up for each other, as they took their snark and bite, and were utterly kind to each other.
It's the same reason that "The Prom" makes me weepy in a way that no other Buffy episode did, that look Giles has on his face when he talks about the kindness of children. There's something remarkable about acknowledging that. I'm trying to think of other instances when we see something like that, an act of pure kindness, of recognition that comes from no where, or comes unexpectedly. Hmmm.
M. has discovered that even more fun than harassing me about snakes is to mention the idea of teeth growing out of someone's nose (it's a long story, and does not reflect well on either of us) and the concept makes me freak completely, like visceral skin crawling off my body, shuddery shreiking freak out. It's irrational, I know, but still. Teeth in your nose!!! How is that not horrifying!
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