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Thursday night, because I had a headache and couldn’t imagine reading The Golden Bowl with it, I saw Blades of Glory. It’s hard not to laugh at Will Ferrel. Nevertheless, it was no Talladega Nights, which may have been as good as it was for no other reason than John C. Reilly. I went also because K had already said she wouldn’t, and I figured I might as well. Ditto last night. I rented Serenity and My Own Private Idaho. The former is girl-friendly in the happy way that Joss Whedon’s stories often are. The über-chick, River, kicks some evil posthuman ass in the climax, which was nice. I couldn’t, however, get over thinking that captain Mal annoyed the hell out of me as Caleb (BVS 7). Idaho I’ve been told is good, a fact I don’t doubt even in spite of Keanu, for the sake of River Phoenix alone. (Get the theme of the rentals, yet? It was quite accidental.) I’ll watch it tonight. Until then, I’m entertaining an orange cat by allowing him to fall asleep on my lap, cooking beans for chili, and trying to discover how it is someone I know, someone I wouldn’t have predicted had a chance, managed to win a significant writing contest. K doesn’t come home until Tuesday. Night. So it’s not much of an Easter weekend for me. I hope yours is better.

P.S. So I got the Arcade Fire’s album, Neon Bible, right, and it’s okay, a little unserious for all the pretense of seriousness (“your little baby sister’s gonna die” makes me laugh every time I hear it). A good portion of the songs rely overmuch on the phrase, “I don’t want…,” which I get bored with. Still, the songs are catchy.

 

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Ugh. My chili was for some reason subpar, perhaps because i doubled the recipe but didn’t get the spices right, or because i tried using ingredients i don’t normally, or because there’s just a LOT more beans than usual… too many variables, unfortunately, to tell.

But MOPI is a fascinating adaptation of Shakespeare (Henry IV Pt. 1, I think, but I’m not looking stuff up right now and that’s one I read very quickly.) And Keanu wasn’t that bad!

I believe it actually uses bits from the whole tetraology—Richard II, 1 & 2 Henry IV, and Henry V—but it’s been many years since I’ve seen it, so I couldn’t say for sure. Agreed that it is quite good despite Keanu.

I am, of course, deeply curious about this writing contest winner. Must know gossip!

My Easter has been good, except for the conversation that I had with a man on my way to church, which included him saying that he, too, had gone to the Episcopal church “until they put that queer in charge of everything.” Thankfully, the majority of the people who do still go to my church don’t seem to think this way.

You’re right about the multi-play sourcing—and then some, because apparently (I watched the interviews on Disc 2 today) Gus van Sant also allowed the actors lot of improvisation.

I didn’t go to church, so I didn’t have to stew about the fact no one even gets a chance to quit it because it’s become too lib’rul for ‘em. I’ve not been since early March, in fact. I decided this weekend that, since the CoC never celebrates Easter in the first place (except to sing “Joyful, Joyful…”—that is, “Ode to Joy”—and “Christ the Lord is Risen Today”) and to wear white shoes, there wasn’t much sense in making a show of going today, either. This, in spite of the fact I was asked at the last minute to do stuff. I could’ve gone somewhere else, like to Trinity, but I didn’t. I wish I could’ve gone with K to her mother’s church, but I couldn’t.

I did, however, have Easter dinner with our favorite labor activists, which was nice.

(Chek yr email for the goxxip, though I fear it won’t be as juicy for you as I wish it were.)

?? there wasn’t much sense in making a show of going today??

Not that, of course, “making a show of going” should be the point in the first place…

We sang “Jesus Christ is Risen Today,” of course, and “The strife is o’er, the battle done,” which is another great one.

So the CoC thinks white is okay before Memorial Day as long as it’s after Easter? It was much too cold here for Easter-ish garb, though this didn’t seem to prevent most of the congregation from showing up in it. I walk, so I dress warmly.

Ah yes! How could I have forgotten “Christ the Lord is Ris’n Today”? The other I don’t know.

But, yeah. Easter marks the change to white shoes so long as I’ve ever known it.

The Strife is O’er.

It kind of looks like crap in Firefox, but you get the idea.

Have I ever mentioned that I adore the CyberHymnal?