terracinque: (bridesmaid revisited)
First of all, the hash on Saturday went very, very wrong, and I ended up running for over two and a half hours, completely alone for the last hour.

Sunday I got up at 8:30 (I'd set my alarm for 9:30, but by 8:30 I couldn't spend another moment in bed, even though I'd gone to bed at 1:30 the night before). I folded laundry while watching Citizen Kane with Peter Bogdanovich's commentary turned on, then I went to the Black Sheep hash.

It was fairly long trail, with several tunnels crisscrossing under I-75 (I hit my head going through one of them, and have a nasty knot on top to show for it), some railroad tracks, some woods and some creeks, but no swamp for a change. It would have been a tough run even if I wasn't still tired and sore from the day before, which I was.

Then, of course, I went to Amy Baratt's Oscar party. I usually don't do these, but Seren was going to be there, so we could talk about the script (looks like she'll be my second puppeteer). Plus, Amy had a winners pool, and whoever picked the most winners took home $55.

I stayed to the bitter end. Seren hadn't read the script, but it was good to see her anyway (she's so pretty and sweet! too bad she's a Christian). I picked 13 winners, which was more than Amy, Stacey, Jen, David, Seren, Nicole, Patrick, Scott or Jim...but not more than Larry, who picked 14. D'oh! So close, but horseshoes and hand grenades.

So I was up until 1:30 or so, then went to bed, then had to get up again this morning to come to work. I'm knackered, as our Brit friends would say.

There is no good reason for the Oscars broadcast to last so long. A few years ago they instituted a time limit for acceptance speeches, but this just seems to have given them more time to waste on other pointless interstitial shit. Like performing all five nominated songs, and letting Streisand on stage at all.

That said, I thought it was wonderful they were able to convince Woody Allen to show up for the first time ever, and I enjoyed the montage of New York-made movies he introduced, even if it was put together by Nora Ephron.

And even though they didn't include the helicopter shot from the opening of Working Girl, which I think would have been moving and appropriate.
terracinque: (bridesmaid revisited)
I got two DVDs yesterday: the movie Pi and the collected "Incredible Adventures of Wallace and Gromit. This brings me up to, uh lessee:

American Movie
Creature Comforts
Five Easy Pieces
Front Page, The
Incredible Adventures of Wallace and Gromit
Irma Vep
MST3K: The Beginning of the End
MST3K: Eegah
MST3K: The Brain That Wouldn't Die
MST3K: Wild Wild World of Batwoman
Wayne's World

...and the first season of Buffy will be on its way as soon as it's released in January.

Why am I collecting these things? I don't think I'll be watching them over and over, any more than I read books over and over.

I tell people (well, if they asked) it's so my kids can discover and watch them while they're growing up. Yes, even Excalibur, Irma Vep and the other clearly adult titles; I don't see the point of censorship in any form, really.

That would be a good reason, except for the thought, deeply-held if also deeply-buried, that in all likelihood I'll never have kids, because I'll never find a mother for them.

A downer, I know, but just to show how my head works, it's something I think about every single time I order another DVD.

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