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Brevity - can she do it?
May. 24th, 2010 04:14 amToday was mostly amazing. Some wake up stress, rushing rushing because Ananda and Aaron had a FIVE HOUR LONG tech rehearsal to be dropped off at, wherein Dance Empire was running through the whole recital. BUT THEN!
+I worked on and got amped about my surgery book.
+Wrote a short story I'm REALLY happy with - I have been riding a wave ever since I got done writing today :D My high school AP english teacher, of all people, has submitted his email address to me and I'm looking forward to sending him some things to see what he says - he has very scathing and honest critiques but also recognizes quality (we're facebook friends)
+Grant cleared out the front planter I have happy plans for. After doing some container gardening work on the deck yesterday I'm feeling really good about all of this. Basil, chard and surprise shasta daisies for Ananda's birthday all planted, dessert rose and gardenia transplanted, and as much sand as we want from the neighbor's mountain of it to supplement...I'm going to be baking them a thank you :)
+We dropped off the little kids at Opa's (and they had a blast)
+Grant and I took the kayak out on the lake by my sister's house, and it was wonderful ♥
+Laura gave me tons of garden fresh tomatoes and basil, again with the ♥
+A and A were picked up, came to Publix with us, lots of laughing and they acted like rehearsal was have fun, got small children,
+and dinner took awhile but was THE BOMB. Seriously, wowza, yum.
+Brownies for dessert.
+Shaun was over and loved the food. I'm emailing him said short story to read while bored at work tomorrow. Kids were psyched to see him.
+Made the old, hispanic cashier at Walgreens drop his front and laugh until he nearly died after some extremely flamboyant drag queens paid and went. He was avoiding eye contact at all costs and trying so hard to be professional, and I just shrugged and said "Nosotros cerca de Miami" (we're close to Miami) and he lost it. Like, beating the counter with his palms and tears rolling down his face lost it. Eventually he said "No commienta" (no comment). We were the only ones in the store and he really had the air of someone who has just never encountered someone who is 7 feet tall counting the platform shoes and who's men's underwear is actually showing below the hem of their cocktail dress.
-Grant seems to be getting the stomach virus :/
-we watched Boys Don't Cry tonight and I really wish I hadn't seen it. I feel like I just spent 2 hours cramming as much mud and poison into my brain as I possibly could, and now it's time to go to sleep!! Was there a single two minute period in that movie where nobody was intoxicated and hateful? How many trailer trash antics and graphic violent fight scenes can we cram into one film? I understand the agenda, but I'M ALREADY ON BOARD and sheesh, I am too effected by life in general to deal with crap like that. Also, for me, the contrasting happy moments or love story were too awash in weird hopeless ignorant dysfunction (I mean lies, lack of realism like "I'll make a living singing karaoke, and you can be my manager!", stealing cars, running from the cops and ditching court dates, along with little kids exposed to traumatizing bs and drunken mothers laid out keeping their kids trapped) for me to be exactly "swept away" by the beauty and hope. Yes, the female love interest did redeem herself to some degree by having an unconditional acceptance that set her apart when everyone else went BATSHIT INSANE, but I can't relate to the dreamy flashback of her sullenly staring in a dirty alley, blowing smoke, and think, "she *is* captivating!!!" Especially when she's the third chick he's zeroed in on in like 24 hours at that point, and he's just met her in a group of drunken assholes. Perhaps I'm too idealistic here but it's just depressing that anything about that movie encompasses real life for anyone in this country, homo- and transphobia being just one part of a shitty hopeless whole.
+I worked on and got amped about my surgery book.
+Wrote a short story I'm REALLY happy with - I have been riding a wave ever since I got done writing today :D My high school AP english teacher, of all people, has submitted his email address to me and I'm looking forward to sending him some things to see what he says - he has very scathing and honest critiques but also recognizes quality (we're facebook friends)
+Grant cleared out the front planter I have happy plans for. After doing some container gardening work on the deck yesterday I'm feeling really good about all of this. Basil, chard and surprise shasta daisies for Ananda's birthday all planted, dessert rose and gardenia transplanted, and as much sand as we want from the neighbor's mountain of it to supplement...I'm going to be baking them a thank you :)
+We dropped off the little kids at Opa's (and they had a blast)
+Grant and I took the kayak out on the lake by my sister's house, and it was wonderful ♥
+Laura gave me tons of garden fresh tomatoes and basil, again with the ♥
+A and A were picked up, came to Publix with us, lots of laughing and they acted like rehearsal was have fun, got small children,
+and dinner took awhile but was THE BOMB. Seriously, wowza, yum.
+Brownies for dessert.
+Shaun was over and loved the food. I'm emailing him said short story to read while bored at work tomorrow. Kids were psyched to see him.
+Made the old, hispanic cashier at Walgreens drop his front and laugh until he nearly died after some extremely flamboyant drag queens paid and went. He was avoiding eye contact at all costs and trying so hard to be professional, and I just shrugged and said "Nosotros cerca de Miami" (we're close to Miami) and he lost it. Like, beating the counter with his palms and tears rolling down his face lost it. Eventually he said "No commienta" (no comment). We were the only ones in the store and he really had the air of someone who has just never encountered someone who is 7 feet tall counting the platform shoes and who's men's underwear is actually showing below the hem of their cocktail dress.
-Grant seems to be getting the stomach virus :/
-we watched Boys Don't Cry tonight and I really wish I hadn't seen it. I feel like I just spent 2 hours cramming as much mud and poison into my brain as I possibly could, and now it's time to go to sleep!! Was there a single two minute period in that movie where nobody was intoxicated and hateful? How many trailer trash antics and graphic violent fight scenes can we cram into one film? I understand the agenda, but I'M ALREADY ON BOARD and sheesh, I am too effected by life in general to deal with crap like that. Also, for me, the contrasting happy moments or love story were too awash in weird hopeless ignorant dysfunction (I mean lies, lack of realism like "I'll make a living singing karaoke, and you can be my manager!", stealing cars, running from the cops and ditching court dates, along with little kids exposed to traumatizing bs and drunken mothers laid out keeping their kids trapped) for me to be exactly "swept away" by the beauty and hope. Yes, the female love interest did redeem herself to some degree by having an unconditional acceptance that set her apart when everyone else went BATSHIT INSANE, but I can't relate to the dreamy flashback of her sullenly staring in a dirty alley, blowing smoke, and think, "she *is* captivating!!!" Especially when she's the third chick he's zeroed in on in like 24 hours at that point, and he's just met her in a group of drunken assholes. Perhaps I'm too idealistic here but it's just depressing that anything about that movie encompasses real life for anyone in this country, homo- and transphobia being just one part of a shitty hopeless whole.
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