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"I don't know why... It makes me sad."
Feb. 3rd, 2003 11:56 amToday, a collection of totally unconnected thoughts.
- Requiescant in pace, Columbia and crew. What happened to the shuttle hasn't affected my everyday life, but whenever I stop and watch something about it on TV (like people putting flowers and cards outside NASA), I get kind of teary. It's not scary and twisted and angering like 9/11; that falling-star footage of the Columbia's demise is almost beautiful compared to the grotesque orange-black-gray collision and collapse at the WTC. I would never wish the astronauts' death on anyone, and would never prefer to die 200,000 feet above the Earth myself (I don't even want to be 200,000 feet above the Earth, ever), but I salute those brave enough to risk everything for the experience.
- Although I no longer detest the Sacramento Valley, and although I now admit that it is not quite the ugliest nor the most boring place in the world, and although good things have happened to me while living here...I still think back on Seattle as this exciting, cool, sparkling wonderland of saltwater, skyscrapers, and evergreen-covered hills, where I used to live until getting thrown out of Eden. Must return to the Northwest after this. I am out of my element here.
- Extroverts torture us introverts, daily. They don't mean to, but they do. And we're so introverted we can't even bring ourselves to complain. I will probably write an entire entry on this alone someday.
- We saw Catch Me If You Can the other night. Quite liked it. It was funny and interesting, and all the actors were good. And, damn it, I have to put Leo diCaprio back on my "pretty" list. He was on it about six years ago, after Romeo + Juliet, but then I removed him in disgust during the Titanic teenybopper hype. (Anyway, he wasn't all that good in Titanic.) But this! He did such a good job, being perhaps the sweetest and most likable criminal I've ever seen. And is pretty, of course. He always was. Damn it.
- Getting a little too sad over the rumored ending of the RotK film. Someone reports that it will be Sam returning alone to Bag End after saying goodbye to Frodo at the Grey Havens. He hugs his little daughter; he probably says, "Well, I'm back"; fade to black. Sure, as a reader of the book I know that sixty years later he goes across the sea and rejoins Frodo. But somehow it seems like if they don't put that in the movie, it won't really happen. Which is a dumb thing to think, and why should I care so much anyway? Just a story. Repeat to self: just a story. Probably should go find another novel to read and get obsessed with. Yeah, like I have time for that.
- Requiescant in pace, Columbia and crew. What happened to the shuttle hasn't affected my everyday life, but whenever I stop and watch something about it on TV (like people putting flowers and cards outside NASA), I get kind of teary. It's not scary and twisted and angering like 9/11; that falling-star footage of the Columbia's demise is almost beautiful compared to the grotesque orange-black-gray collision and collapse at the WTC. I would never wish the astronauts' death on anyone, and would never prefer to die 200,000 feet above the Earth myself (I don't even want to be 200,000 feet above the Earth, ever), but I salute those brave enough to risk everything for the experience.
- Although I no longer detest the Sacramento Valley, and although I now admit that it is not quite the ugliest nor the most boring place in the world, and although good things have happened to me while living here...I still think back on Seattle as this exciting, cool, sparkling wonderland of saltwater, skyscrapers, and evergreen-covered hills, where I used to live until getting thrown out of Eden. Must return to the Northwest after this. I am out of my element here.
- Extroverts torture us introverts, daily. They don't mean to, but they do. And we're so introverted we can't even bring ourselves to complain. I will probably write an entire entry on this alone someday.
- We saw Catch Me If You Can the other night. Quite liked it. It was funny and interesting, and all the actors were good. And, damn it, I have to put Leo diCaprio back on my "pretty" list. He was on it about six years ago, after Romeo + Juliet, but then I removed him in disgust during the Titanic teenybopper hype. (Anyway, he wasn't all that good in Titanic.) But this! He did such a good job, being perhaps the sweetest and most likable criminal I've ever seen. And is pretty, of course. He always was. Damn it.
- Getting a little too sad over the rumored ending of the RotK film. Someone reports that it will be Sam returning alone to Bag End after saying goodbye to Frodo at the Grey Havens. He hugs his little daughter; he probably says, "Well, I'm back"; fade to black. Sure, as a reader of the book I know that sixty years later he goes across the sea and rejoins Frodo. But somehow it seems like if they don't put that in the movie, it won't really happen. Which is a dumb thing to think, and why should I care so much anyway? Just a story. Repeat to self: just a story. Probably should go find another novel to read and get obsessed with. Yeah, like I have time for that.
