Let's all go to the Lobby

Coyote Cinema pt I:
Up in two sentences.
Apparently making the central character a bitter old man ensures that the humor will be targeted directly at me. I enjoyed it.
Four wags!

Coyote Cinema pt II:
Public Enemies in two sentences.
I wanted to like this--Johnny Depp and Christian Bale in a period piece? For a film about bank robbery, this was a pretty leisurely damned film.
Two wags.

Happy holiday

When I was little and wanted to go to the fireworks, I had to bike down to the riverside hours before hand to bunker down and try to make it as comfortable as possible. If I'd done well, I had shade. If not, I had sunscreen. As the sun started to go down, I could retrieve my coat and try to avoid the folks hauling their beer coolers through the collected gathering, convinced that there was an empty space up close that somebody had just forgotten to sit in.
If I'd remembered to bring a flashlight, I could keep reading. And then there were fireworks. And that was nice too.

Tonight, in California, we ate pizza, watched television and surfed the net in our cozy living room until we started hearing deep prolonged booming sounds. Then we walked all the way out onto our patio, waved at our lovely neighbours, and watched the fireworks through the trees. And that was nice. In fact, I think I like the new version better. (Although RoseNeko's seems to be the best of all.)

Today I went to the station and met SadieO, who is to be my mentor. She showed me the library and walked me through some of the procedures and paperwork for the DJs. Despite my getting lost (it *is* Stanford campus) and showing up late, things went well. Tomorrow evening is an orientation thing, and hopefully I won't get lost. (I really don't have 45 minutes afterward to roam campus trying to figure out where my car is parked.)