Monday : 01 August 05
I can’t say “I never got the hang of Mondays.” Mostly because it isn’t true. When your mother is a schoolteacher, you get the hang of Mondays pretty early in life. But that doesn’t necessarily mean that you have to like them. Most Mondays aren’t bad. Others… well, let’s just say that I welcome their end.

Today was an “other” Monday.

The day started off well enough: I slept in. When I finally got myself in gear and to work, things proceeded nicely. called and invited me out for lunch; we went to Barbacoa (which I prefer to some of the taquerias in the area).

The day took a bit of a nosedive when someone asked me a question, which I answered freely… and then they effectively looked at me and asked me how could I have been so stupid as to have done what I did. (The old “Walk a mile in my shoes” maxim came to mind…) That, along with the fact that I ran into a couple of work-related problems, sent my mood – and the rest of the afternoon – right to the shitter. It took me hours to get to a point of being tolerably “okay.”

had asked for my help in arranging some things at his place, so I headed there after work. We stopped at Dr. Volt’s. After my day, I felt like seeing if there was anything there that caught my eye. I left with a couple of boxes of plastic crack – I wound up getting a few figures that moved the “Crappy Day-O-Meter” back towards the “Not-so-bad” setting, including: Nightcrawler (experienced) and Juggernaut (experienced). From there, it was on to Nox’.

A little later, showed up and we headed to dinner with Dave and Alyce. We went to Dave’s Kitchen. Once again: If you like Chinese food, you need to try this place. It was good. We ordered four dishes and shared them. After dinner was over, we considered heading across the street to see a movie, but decided to postpone that until later in the week.

And now, I’m home and pondering spending an hour or so in Paragon City…

Stray Toasters

  • I watched Glory last night. Watching the entire movie put a lot of things into perspective that I didn’t get from just seeing the last portion. It was amazing – and inspiring – to see a group of misfits, who were little more than a mob, become something much more. They became more than just men in uniforms. They became men with a purpose. And focus. And desire. The transformation was a slow and painful one, but it was awesome to watch.

    It was amazing to see men who had been beaten down and downtrodden find something in which they could find pride… without being prideful. The sense of honor – and, eventually, camaraderie – that drew them together was a powerful thing. And it wasn’t just visible in the freedmen and former slaves. You could see the change as it overtook their commanding officers, especially as they stopped viewing the troops as a clever gambit on President Lincoln’s part and started seeing them as men who had chosen to fight for something in which they believed.

    If you haven’t seen the movie, I recommend it heartily.

  • Happy Birthday to August LJers:
  • I’ve been listening to Fiona Apple’s debut CD, Tidal, at work. I had forgotten how solid a release it was.
  • By way of Slashdot: Original Lightsaber Goes for 3x Expectations
  • Experts Warn About Powdered Alcohol
  • By way of Backwash: Film Threat’s Frigid 50: The Coldest People in Hollywood
  • The SurLaLune Fairy Tale Pages – featuring 35 annotated fairy tales
  • I’ve listened to Chuck Berry’s My Ding-A-Ling for years upon years. It still makes me chuckle.
  • Ten Mistakes Writers Don’t See (But Can Easily Fix When They Do)
  • Day by Day (from Chris Muir)

Quote of the Day

[23:56] : i love your sister
[23:56] : So do I.
[23:56] : Most of the time.