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[quislibet]

Sleet? Why is there sleet?

Guess we won't work on expanding the garden today. Maybe the precipitation will break up the soil and wash away the weeds and drown the cutworms for us.

Yesterday was pleasantly slackerly. I went into Davis Square, bought some CDs at Disc Diggers, including this, which I hadn't previously known about. It's uneven -- I was reminded of mid-90s Bedazzled compilations -- and sadly the Rasputina track is one of the less good bits, but what can you do. The artwork is good, and Melora Creager's little paragraph-long fairy stories to accompany each track in the liner notes are pretty spiffy. I'll listen to it from time to time, but I'm glad I paid used prices for it.

Anyway. After that I went to the Someday Cafe for a bit. J. surprised me there on her lunch break, being only two T stops away, which was cool. Eventually a quartet of black-wearing people I know from a mailing list joined me there and we chatted for a couple of hours. Very nice. There was a non-acrimonious but fervent and detailed discussion about Ep. 2 between jackdaw and the Quivering Messiah which seemed very tennis-match for the rest of us.

As for that movie, I'll see it in a couple of weeks, I expect.

Last night J. and I went to see LOTR for a second time at the second-run theater in Salem. There were more people there than we expected -- unfortunately, because some of them wouldn't shut up. A couple with their elementary-school son sat behind us, and the kid kept kicking J.'s chair until she asked him rather politely not to. But the worst thing was that his parents kept up a normal-tones conversation throughout the flick, usually consisting of the woman asking what was about to happen. We even moved a few seats away, but they were still rather loud. I eventually turned around, fully intending to say something vitriolic, but in fact at the last minute it became a polite request to keep their volume down just a little. It sort of worked. At the end of the movie the woman stepped behind us and said sarcastically, "Thank you for being so tolerant," and zipped away quickly, obviously trying to get in a parting shot without having to have a confrontation.

Bitch.

We were considerably more tolerant than they deserved.

More entertaining and less loud were the stoner guys in front of us, who chuckled cretinously at lines like "This is the finest weed in the South Farthing" or made comments about Galadriel being the "Lady of the Woody." But at least they were actually into the movie and enjoying it and cheering at places. When Gandalf blew the smoke ring that turned into a sailing ship, one commented, "Dude, that is phat!"

I should do some writing or reading of a studious nature now. After I eat lunch; J. is taking advantage of the cold weather by cooking a venison stew for dinner tonight with meat bought from an organic deer farm we visited during her book research and the smells are making me hungry.

Comments

[cosmicserpent.livejournal.com]

Well it was pretty phat when Gandalf did that. ;)

[atalanta.livejournal.com]

I tried hard not to chuckle at all during that movie, partly because I was seeing it with some people who were very into it, but when their path is blocked and Gandalf points up and says something like "There is only one other way - the mountain pass" and he's pointing at freaking Everest .. well, I couldn't help it.

[quislibet.livejournal.com]

There are some cheesy moments in the movie, as well as some unfortunate CGI (it looks really fake when they show the Fellowship running through the great hall in Moria). But I like it.