could be dangerous...

Adding that thar bethr to my reading list.

Just noticing I'd been recently added to hers was risky. I know little about her except her love of cheese. Which made last night's grocery run at Whole Paycheck more expensive than usual. I succeeded in staring down the Humboldt Fog, but the aged gouda practically fell into my basket, as well as the aged (hard) goat cheese... I didn't even see them until I was at the check-out. This is a Bad Time of Year for black-out shopping.

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Benji wins the "race" to get his holiday cards out first. Edward Gorey even. Verra nahc.

Between that and today's departmental potluck and yankee swap, it officially feels like the holidays now.

I brought the scary pink salad again, only, this time left the dressing, nuts and extra pomegranate on the side. People were less scared. Not that I won't still be having it for lunch for the next week. We had enough leftovers overall that we'll have another potluck lunch tomorrow.

I even made it out of the yankee swap with a bottle of wine and a corkscrew. Considering some of the deliberately eitful selections, that is a pock</>.

could be dangerous...

Adding that thar bethr to my reading list.

Just noticing I'd been recently added to hers was risky. I know little about her except her love of cheese. Which made last night's grocery run at Whole Paycheck more expensive than usual. I succeeded in staring down the Humboldt Fog, but the aged gouda practically fell into my basket, as well as the aged (hard) goat cheese... I didn't even see them until I was at the check-out. This is a Bad Time of Year for black-out shopping.

::

Benji wins the "race" to get his holiday cards out first. Edward Gorey even. Verra nahc.

Between that and today's departmental potluck and yankee swap, it officially feels like the holidays now.

I brought the scary pink salad again, only, this time left the dressing, nuts and extra pomegranate on the side. People were less scared. Not that I won't still be having it for lunch for the next week. We had enough leftovers overall that we'll have another potluck lunch tomorrow.

I even made it out of the yankee swap with a bottle of wine and a corkscrew. Considering some of the deliberately eitful selections, that is a pock</>.

Mar Adentro (the Sea Inside)

My free screening last night was to see a Spanish (subtitled) movie based on a true story about euthanasia: Mar Adentro (the Sea Inside)

I suspected as much, although I didn't mention that for fear it would scare off potential movie dates. The most-likely taker had to bail for a vet appointment to determine whether or not to euthanize a pet. Negative synchronicity narrowly averted.
phew
Having someone else there might've prompted inadvertently upsetting questions about parallels to my own family, which would've been too much to bear at the time.

That said, this was an amazing movie. Beautifully filmed. Anyone who's had to deal with "end-of-life care" paperwork (be it as a relative or a professional caregiver) will relate to the mixed feelings people get about euthanasia. Some of my favorite parts simply cannot be recounted without being spoilers.

Not the windmills, though. The windmills scene reminded me of Madison, NY, which has a farm of modern windmills that can seen from miles away, so large as to be deceptively out of proportion. Objects are much further away than they appear. Mom knew Dad had reached another point-of-no-return when he was too blind to see the windmills anymore. (The main character in the movie has excellent vision.) They appear for less than a minute in the film, and probably wouldn't mean much to you. But had me pondering which would be harder to lose, my vision or my hands.

The same director did the original Abre Los Ojos (Open your eyes), reputed to be significantly better than its American remake: Vanilla Sky. I need to see that original now. Wow.

Mar Adentro (the Sea Inside)

My free screening last night was to see a Spanish (subtitled) movie based on a true story about euthanasia: Mar Adentro (the Sea Inside)

I suspected as much, although I didn't mention that for fear it would scare off potential movie dates. The most-likely taker had to bail for a vet appointment to determine whether or not to euthanize a pet. Negative synchronicity narrowly averted.
phew
Having someone else there might've prompted inadvertently upsetting questions about parallels to my own family, which would've been too much to bear at the time.

That said, this was an amazing movie. Beautifully filmed. Anyone who's had to deal with "end-of-life care" paperwork (be it as a relative or a professional caregiver) will relate to the mixed feelings people get about euthanasia. Some of my favorite parts simply cannot be recounted without being spoilers.

Not the windmills, though. The windmills scene reminded me of Madison, NY, which has a farm of modern windmills that can seen from miles away, so large as to be deceptively out of proportion. Objects are much further away than they appear. Mom knew Dad had reached another point-of-no-return when he was too blind to see the windmills anymore. (The main character in the movie has excellent vision.) They appear for less than a minute in the film, and probably wouldn't mean much to you. But had me pondering which would be harder to lose, my vision or my hands.

The same director did the original Abre Los Ojos (Open your eyes), reputed to be significantly better than its American remake: Vanilla Sky. I need to see that original now. Wow.