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so let the sunshine in… and …


Went to go see Sunshine last night.

Not as bad as I was bracing for… not as good as I was hoping either.

Sokay – writing wonkness aside – it scratched my LONGING FOR MORE SCI-FI.

I’m so sick of wizards, elves, werewolves (and other iron-age lore) I could just barf.

wait..

*verp*

there…

just did.

Speaking of film trends… this was a bleak one too.

seems to be the mood / tone du-decade.

understandably I guess – but it doesn’t make me want to fork over eight bucks to sit around and feel queasy and have nightmares later.

No thanks…. I’ll just turn on the news for that.

nodss to soundbear – the film, sonically, *was* finely crafted.

/2¢

OBSESS

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I found these while pokin around…. (from this site.)

yup… sure I find them irresistibly delicious.. but in a useless way.

I mean.. here’s these little icons of design umm “icons”… but it’d be thoroughly “Bad design” to redefine my hard drive icon to look like someone’s 1960 idea of what zero-gravity toilet instructions would look like.

well… I guess as long as I know “Zero Gravity Toilet Instructions = Hard Drive”… but that just seems like eccentric symbol and meaning swapping at that point….

umm.. wait – I’ve done swam out to the deep end again.

*frantically swims for edge of pretense pool*

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taters and 70’s sci-fi


meat n’ tatters (and beaners)

The Tequila Lime Turkey Tenderloins at Costco are NUM-E. Especially when prepared on the ole Webberâ„¢ with a healthy dose of hickory smoke chips.

Panic ensued because we didn’t have any potato buds until I found a bag of neglected russets in the pantry.

I never made mashed potatoes from scratch before… But with a little milk, butter, sour cream, parsley (of course), and the good ole fashion tedium of peeling and slicing… they’re worth the effort.

We retired to the sofas for L-triptophan lethargy and Dr. Who episodes just in from NetFlix. They’re sooooo terrible they’re wonderful.

I’m not blogging.