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There's a guy who consistently rides the same bus that I catch in the morning--no big deal there, of course, as I recognize plenty of the riders as regulars now. But this guy has a unique sense of cool that's immediately apparent. In my mind he's just "Dude"--not "The Dude," as in The Big Lebowski character, just "Dude." Every morning as I watch him board the bus a few stops after mine I think to myself, "hey, Dude."
This weekend it was hot and sunny for the first time this year; no surprise, I guess given that it was Memorial Day weekend. It's obnoxious, really, how much this particular weekend is so played-up as the start of summer, start of grilling season, start of summer reading season, etc. That said, on Sunday while running errands around town I had my car windows rolled down and Franz Ferdinand (how weird that the album is over two years old now) playing with the volume up.
I saw the movie Water over the weekend as well, depicting the traditional treatment of widows in India. I was disappointed: maybe I'm just becoming stony-hearted, but I had trouble sympathizing with pretty much all the characters; rather, I found them irksome and tiring. The final sequence, of the women celebrating a festival, also seemed strangely orgiastic, though I'm sure that one's just me. I'm a little worried that with Madison's already somewhat meager film offerings and the incipient "summer blockbuster season" (again with that!), there will be a movie drought for the next few months. It's not encouraging that pickings the last month have already been slim.
This weekend it was hot and sunny for the first time this year; no surprise, I guess given that it was Memorial Day weekend. It's obnoxious, really, how much this particular weekend is so played-up as the start of summer, start of grilling season, start of summer reading season, etc. That said, on Sunday while running errands around town I had my car windows rolled down and Franz Ferdinand (how weird that the album is over two years old now) playing with the volume up.
I saw the movie Water over the weekend as well, depicting the traditional treatment of widows in India. I was disappointed: maybe I'm just becoming stony-hearted, but I had trouble sympathizing with pretty much all the characters; rather, I found them irksome and tiring. The final sequence, of the women celebrating a festival, also seemed strangely orgiastic, though I'm sure that one's just me. I'm a little worried that with Madison's already somewhat meager film offerings and the incipient "summer blockbuster season" (again with that!), there will be a movie drought for the next few months. It's not encouraging that pickings the last month have already been slim.