There’s a meme on twitter right now, #lessambitiousmovies

I came up with these in less than 25 minutes.

The Good, the Meh and the Ugly.

Tin Shotglass

Ben Hurt

Black Snake Groan

Tipping the Velveteen

12 Irritated Hipsters
The Most-Reposted Story Ever Told

Who’ll stop the Drizzle

St Elmo’s Zippo

Hay Dogs

Attack of the Shrew Men

The Scavenger Hunt for Red October

Weekday of the Dead

The King’s Off-the-cuff Remarks

Adequacy in the Grass

Cherubs in America

The Humming Detective

The Hills have Compound Eyes

The “Just Friends on Facebook” of Eddie Coyle
Concern and Mild Distaste in Reno

Finally made it to the Orange Room

It’s a restaurant / bar in New West I’ve known about for some time but I’ve never been.  Véronique and I had a bit to eat and a little something-something to drink, and it was very yummy and convivial.  I am hoping at some point to get custody of the church website, currently her bailiwick, so we worked through my extreme rudeness in asking for it when I wasn’t really authorized by the Board to do that (sorry!) and how any handoff will be handled in this ‘real life’ we keep hearing about.

I recommend  the Orange Room; pricey but really nice and comfy.

We also talked about some trends in second wave feminism which includes a culture war with transpeople, which I had been dimly aware of but not really up on, and candidly it’s appalling, but it’s hard for me to entirely sort out how icky it is because I’m not in possession of some background.  Anyway, I need more reading material, so I asked for it.  I do think gender essentialism, unless you’re talking about the mechanics of getting and bearing children, needs an enema.

Katie has moved into a place with the help of her father.  I came home and the top mattress off my bunk bed was gone – so that’s done.

Ants

We has ’em.

Thursday, off to Lexi’s to meet up with my cousin Darcy and her charming offspring; Saturday, off to the church Board retreat.  (Yes, knowing that was coming up got me off my ass to get sussed out by the RCMP).

Went and harrassed Tom, one of my all time fave activities, to do something about Ziva’s subwoofer.  Ziva is suddenly getting better gas mileage; the only thing I can think of which would account for such a thing is that I’ve finally burned off all the sludge that was sitting in the bottom of the gas tank, because I’m getting 30 more kilometres out of a tank and believe me I have not changed my lead footed driving style.  Anyway, Ziva’s subwoofer has a crack. Jeff wants me to make the subwoofer removable so he can get his bike in the car (the bike would only fit with bungees last Friday when we met up at Swiss Chalet).

Tom gave me celery.  If I find a good place to grow it I’ll grow it next year.  I am already planning a hosta bed under the dogwood in the back corner.  Right now that part of the yard is just a cluster of bluebells and weeds, mostly nightshade, so something to improve it’s appearance and remove grass would be nice.

The quit-by-pictures girl was a fake.  O well.

I tried contacting the JetBlue attendant’s public defender to offer support but nobody is answering the phone there.

Got to get to work…. don’t want to move, although I’ll be fine when I get there.

Watched a simply marvellous movie called The Straight Story last night.  If you want a clean, sad but uplifting story that is full of kindness to strangers, check it out.  At one point Jeff and I said to each other that Richard Farnsworth’s wattles have more acting talent than Keanu Reeves’ whole body, not that we hate Keanu Reeves or anything, we do like him even if woodpeckers do land on his head.

I wish I’d taken a picture of Miss Margot guarding the rat Eddie killed.

[EDIT by Jeff] Ask and you shall receive:

Margot guarding the rat

PZ Myers I luvs him so

PZ Myers, recursively noted atheist of note, has the following to say about a non science oriented health dude who is LOSING his SH*T over being bumped down the shorty awards (a fun but BS tweeting award).

Look, guy, it’s an internet award. For tweeting. Take the big picture and recognize that as far as significance goes, it’s like finding an especially large and fluffy bit of belly button lint.

Twitter

I’m allegras on twitter, not that anybody reading this should care, and it gives me access to the following:

Bruce Sterling’s thoughts on technology and various cool conferences (when the f*** does he find time to write??)

Ashton Kutcher’s thoughts on a wide variety of subjects, most of which I find amusing.  His tweetblock on his stepdaughter’s high school grad was one of the funniest things I read this year.  He also tweets about serious stuff and spends way more time touting other people’s stuff than his own.

Neil Gaiman’s sweet natured running commentary on his rather busy life.

Local news outbreaks; Eddie Izzard documenting his entirely insane marathon runs through the UK; links to Tyee articles of interest; finding out the new Dawkins book drops September 22 from PZ Meyers; and loads of other interesting and bizarre stuff.

I don’t really tweet all that much, but I’m always entertained when I see what various people are up to.