Serenity Now
Being fans of Joss Whedon's sadly short-lived
Firefly TV series, last night Mel & I went to see the movie/series sequel
Serenity. It was nice to go on an opening night, and for once see a complete lack of teenyboppers in the audience. (Because heaven forfend anyone watches a movie that makes them think.)
And one of the primary reviewers on
Ain't It Cool News was absolutely right: if you were a fan of the TV series, you will want to hug Joss Whedon and thank him for the movie. And then you're probably going to want to kick him in the testicles so hard they pop out of his nostrils. I say nothing more than that...
(Notice the total ominousness with a completel lack of spoilers?)
So what else has happened in the meantime?
Well, last weekend Mel & I spent said weekend (the first full weekend I've had off since...oh, early July) up at my uncle's cottage by Steenburg Lake. Very little of anything happened, and that's exactly why I enjoyed it so much. Lounging, swimming, board games, ridiculously happy amounts of freshly baked bread. And the highlight of it is my cousin suddenly racing through the living room at breakneck speed, shooting past me in just a shirt and his boxers as he's proclaiming, "Pants!"
Needless to say, I went back to reading my book.
The rest of this past week has been filled with me finally catching up on a lot of things at the store, to the point where the store and its paperwork seems actually presentable. And that's about it.
Yeah, I know: it's sad when one of my little bits of nowhere has only a single highlight, and it involves pants (and a lack thereof, and subsequently, a madcap crusade to locate said pants), and it really didn't even involve me.
But you'll get over it, I don't know how, one day at a time...
Today's Lesson: grenades good, Reavers baaaaaaad.
posted by Phillip at 5:37 AM
