Last night, I got to drop an entire entertainment centre off of a third story balcony. But you don’t want to hear about that. You want to hear about the recent musical events I’ve attended.
Month: April 2006
So kitanzi has gotten her brain eaten by the lure of Sudoku, and we were looking over the latest puzzle she’s bent her mind to and this came out of nowhere:
Here’s a seven, there’s a seven
And another little seven
Crooked seven, funky seven
Seven Seven
Eight.
(ttto: “The Llama Song”)
Edit: Corrected spelling, thanks. :).
Ok, so after yesterdays’ list of book-to-film adaptations, here’s another long list of movies. This time, it’s Jim Emerson’s 101 Essential Films. Emerson writes:
This isn’t like Roger Ebert’s “Great Movies” series. It’s not my idea of The Best Movies Ever Made (that would be a different list, though there’s some overlap here), or that they were my favorites or the most important or influential films, but that they were the movies you just kind of figure everybody ought to have seen in order to have any sort of informed discussion about movies. They’re the common cultural currency of our time, the basic cinematic texts that everyone should know, at minimum, to be somewhat “movie-literate.”
So, I looked up the list and here it is, with only a couple changes. (I added “Fight Club” because it’s essential and it hadn’t been released at the time I made the list.) I remember I tried to represent key examples of all important genres, movie stars, directors, historical movements, and so on — like an overview of the 20th century in 101 movies. Yes, there are many more I’d like to add, but remember, this is only a primer. How many have you seen?
According to the UK newspaper The Guardian, here is a list of the Top 50 book to film adaptations of all time (a list, oddly enough, containing 51 items). Note which ones you’ve seen the movie of and/or read the book for. For films with multiple adaptations, any film adaptation counts.
So, I’m not sure what precisely I did to aggravate my back, but about 3 weeks ago, I went to stand up from my computer and all the muscles in my lower back seized up. This was Not Fun. It didn’t remain completely locked up, but was sore the rest of the day, and I booked myself a massage to try and get things loosened up. That helped considerably, and over the next week or so, it felt like things were getting better.
Then, Wednesday morning, it happened again. This time, I called for a doctor’s appointment.
After being prodded and stretched and generally looked over, I was given two prescriptions, a sheet of exercises, and the suggestion that I come back in two weeks if I’m not feeling better.
What a drag it is getting old…
Inspired by a conversation on Filkhaven:
Uplift and Separate
(with most insincere apologies to Andy Eigel)
Cups – surround the breast – in their soft – cotton folds
Wire – underneath – provides support – perfect hold
Shoulder straps will adjust for comfort fit
clasp in back gives your boyfriend a fit
I should probably….stop right there.
Am I spoiled?
So, kitanzi and I were snuggling in bed, in preparation for going to sleep, and discussing random things that were on our mind, and the conversation turned to the phenomenon surrounding the upcoming movie Snakes on a Plane:
autographedcat: You, the best part about all this buzz is….if you’d tried to actually manufacture it…
kitanzi: You couldn’t, it’d go nowhere.
autographedcat: Exactly.
kitanzi: How much you want to bet they make a sequel and it goes nowhere.
autographedcat: Well, sure. Where do you go after “Snakes on a plane”? Snakes on a boat? Snakes on a bus?
kitanzi: Snakes in a house?
autographedcat: Snakes on a Space Shuttle?
kitanzi: Now you’re just being silly.
autographedcat: Snakes on a lunar module?
At this point, we look at each other, and in unison, shout “Snaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaakes Innnnnnnnnn Spaaaaaaaaaaaaaaace!”
I love my wife. She’s my kind of weird.
Chris Clarke commemorates The Thirtieth Anniversary of a Suicide.