We'll Tak a Right Gude-Willy Waught for Auld Lang Syne
Happy New Year, everybody! I've talked before about Halloween and Christmas just not being as much fun when you're out of childhood, but I think New Year's might really take the cake in this respect. What adult is excited about staying up until midnight, watching a ball fall down, and loudly counting backwards? It seems like the main thing adults use the day for is getting drunk, which makes sense, because it's the only day of the year in which alcohol is readily available. Oh, wait. The last time I can remember really having fun on New Year's was when I was maybe seven or so, and we ordered pizza from the place down the street right before midnight. Actually, I'd probably be excited by that even at my current age. That said, I do feel a certain sense of relief at the idea of throwing out the smelly old year and starting anew, with an impending year full of hopes and promises. Sure, it never lives up to its potential, but for the time being we can be stupidly optimistic about the prospect.
Yesterday was an exhausting day for me. After working until 12:30 AM, I got up to take bethje to work, and then from there drove to Pennsylvania to see my mom and sister. I didn't get up until a few minutes before I had to leave, which means I didn't even get properly ready first. After that, I volunteered at the library for about an hour, tried rather unsuccessfully to nap in my car, and picked up Beth. I only had time for a very short nap before we had to leave again, this time to see Cinematic Titanic at the Keswick Theater with Beth's Uncle John. We've been to the theater several times as of late, and it's really kind of out of the way, being just north of Philadelphia. If you don't know what Cinematic Titanic is, it's basically a spin-off of Mystery Science Theater 3000, with members of the original cast riffing on bad movies. No robots, but the original voices of the robots were there. The two movies presented last night were The Astral Factor and Frankenstein's Castle of Freaks, both just as bad as advertised. I thought the commentary on the former was funnier, but maybe that's at least partially because I was starting to get restless by the time they started the second one. On the way back, I think I might have damaged a tire trying to get into a McDonald's drive-thru. It's not totally flat, but there might be a leak. Maybe I'll get a new one, or a patch or something, but I think it can wait until Monday.
Yesterday was an exhausting day for me. After working until 12:30 AM, I got up to take bethje to work, and then from there drove to Pennsylvania to see my mom and sister. I didn't get up until a few minutes before I had to leave, which means I didn't even get properly ready first. After that, I volunteered at the library for about an hour, tried rather unsuccessfully to nap in my car, and picked up Beth. I only had time for a very short nap before we had to leave again, this time to see Cinematic Titanic at the Keswick Theater with Beth's Uncle John. We've been to the theater several times as of late, and it's really kind of out of the way, being just north of Philadelphia. If you don't know what Cinematic Titanic is, it's basically a spin-off of Mystery Science Theater 3000, with members of the original cast riffing on bad movies. No robots, but the original voices of the robots were there. The two movies presented last night were The Astral Factor and Frankenstein's Castle of Freaks, both just as bad as advertised. I thought the commentary on the former was funnier, but maybe that's at least partially because I was starting to get restless by the time they started the second one. On the way back, I think I might have damaged a tire trying to get into a McDonald's drive-thru. It's not totally flat, but there might be a leak. Maybe I'll get a new one, or a patch or something, but I think it can wait until Monday.