I need a mint. I just got back from lunch with the parentals where I stole an onion ring off the monster’s plate. It was tasty, but onioney and breaded and fried. Yes, I know. “Duh.” But my mouth has that icky taste you get from eating onion rings and washing them down not with the superior Dr. Pepper (because yet again, you are trying to wean yourself off) but with water. Water is always good, but it does not sufficiently eliminate onion ring mouth unless preceded by toothpaste and floss. I used to secretly make fun of people I worked with who brushed their teeth right after lunch, but right now I think they’re pretty darn smart.
It was freaking miserable work walking out to my car this afternoon to meet Dad and the Monster. Texas isn’t the only state where summer just blows-I think that’s just generally how it is in America. Sure, there are some places where it’s not so bad and where the concept of a “summer sweater” is not a sick joke. But most people I know, no matter where in the US they live are not having fun this summer. From out west (hey, Lei-lei) to east (what up, Mel?) everyone is kind of suffering from an excess of heat. Here in Texas it’s hot and ridiculously humid. I don’t think it would feel so unbearable today if we hadn’t just enjoyed a rare 5-day gift from God in the form of unseasonably cool temps and lots and lots of rain. It was so nice I didn’t even need to use the sunshade in my car. But the rain, rain has gone away and it’s back to normal, loosely translated as oppressively hot and humid and rather difficult to breathe. Plus my fair skin turns bright red in the heat and I look like a walking, sweating tomato. Not in the least bit attractive. April may be the cruelest month, but summer is the cruelest season.
So what else (besides bitching about the weather which could quite possibly turn into some type of thesis topic by the time I’m done)?
Let’s see…books. Have read them. I’ve been randomly picking authors in the fiction section of the library and seeing what I come up with. There’s an interesting mix of topics that way, though I will admit that I cheat by reading jacket blurbs and pitching what sounds idiotic. And trust me-I have a beautiful gift for suspension of disbelief, so if I chuck something for being “idiotic” that should say something. I’ve read some classic and critical darlings, but I also read a generous amount of brain candy-or if you are a little bit of a book snob, and I won’t hold that against you-trash.
Movies. Have seen a few. I will cop immediately to having seen Eclipse in the theatre on opening night with foi and clover. It was way less sucky than the first movie and a little less sucky than the second. The movies continue to improve is what I’m trying to say here, but they aren’t exactly super–good. Although vampire decapitation? Pretty cool. More importantly they showed trailers for two movies I really would like very much to see. The first is called Red, which I gather is based on a graphic novel of the same name. I’ve never heard of it and haven’t really researched it, so I have no idea. The point here is not the comicky nature of it. The point is Helen Mirren as an action hero. That’s like a gift straight from the cinema gods. I love Helen Mirren. I think she’s classy and a terrific actor and she’s sexier than 9 out of 10 much younger women. The second is called Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, part the first. 🙂 I know my readership here, so when I say I squeed like a teenage girl who just saw Taylor Lautner in person, then you’ll completely understand. It looks awesome. So awesome I have to continually bold and italicize the word awesome. Honestly. Is it November yet? No, really. Because if it were November it would be not hot and that much closer to Harry Potter awesomeness.
What else? Work? Still busy though it has slowed down somewhat. This will definitely go in cycles, but it’s nice to not be asking someone for work. There’s plenty for me to do here now.
So I guess that’s my life all blupdated. Your turn.