Full Swing
It's been a while since I posted, I guess. I've been pretty overwhelmed with the upcoming Oscars. As of now, I have everything except Letters to Iwo Jima and the ten short format narratives. I only have one cent (literally) in the bank now, and thus might have a tough time paying to see these three screenings, but I'll make it happen somehow. To be so close to seeing all 58 movies this year and not do it would be heartbreaking. I've also spent most of my online time writing movie reviews for all the movies I've been watching.
Jesus Camp
Apocalypto
The Machinist
Who Killed the Electric Car?
Marie Antoinette
Two Hands
Recycled Life
Rehearsing a Dream
The Blood of Yingzhou District
Deliver Us From Evil
Iraq in Fragments
Half Nelson
The Good German
The Good Shepherd
Venus
Happy Feet
My Country, My Country
Pan's Labyrinth
This weekend Alison was out of town, so I got to spend a lot of time with Fredo and the tv. I was looking forward to "Heroes" and "Studio 60" last night but didn't watch them in favor of Oscar movies and doing dishes. Our sink is clogged again. A plumber was out to work on the radiators though, and he told me to use a gallon of bleach to open it up. My parents bought me a crock pot that will be shipped from Amazon soon. That's exciting.
In other news, and I guess this should have come higher up, my last great-grandparent passed away on Friday. My Grandma Mary died of complications from her long battle with pernicious anemia. In less than a year and a half I lost three great-grandparents, and no longer have a representative of that generation in my family. My mom is taking it harder, since she no longer has any grandparents. Her funeral is today, in the middle of nowhere Kansas. Obviously I'm not going, and if I were I'd be conflicted because we weren't that close to Grandma Mary, but were close to my Grandma Fund, and I missed her funeral as well.
I should probably get to work now, since there's much to do here, in this new lighting division I've been working on. It's a huge task, but I'm whittling it away.
Jesus Camp
Apocalypto
The Machinist
Who Killed the Electric Car?
Marie Antoinette
Two Hands
Recycled Life
Rehearsing a Dream
The Blood of Yingzhou District
Deliver Us From Evil
Iraq in Fragments
Half Nelson
The Good German
The Good Shepherd
Venus
Happy Feet
My Country, My Country
Pan's Labyrinth
This weekend Alison was out of town, so I got to spend a lot of time with Fredo and the tv. I was looking forward to "Heroes" and "Studio 60" last night but didn't watch them in favor of Oscar movies and doing dishes. Our sink is clogged again. A plumber was out to work on the radiators though, and he told me to use a gallon of bleach to open it up. My parents bought me a crock pot that will be shipped from Amazon soon. That's exciting.
In other news, and I guess this should have come higher up, my last great-grandparent passed away on Friday. My Grandma Mary died of complications from her long battle with pernicious anemia. In less than a year and a half I lost three great-grandparents, and no longer have a representative of that generation in my family. My mom is taking it harder, since she no longer has any grandparents. Her funeral is today, in the middle of nowhere Kansas. Obviously I'm not going, and if I were I'd be conflicted because we weren't that close to Grandma Mary, but were close to my Grandma Fund, and I missed her funeral as well.
I should probably get to work now, since there's much to do here, in this new lighting division I've been working on. It's a huge task, but I'm whittling it away.