Disclaimers and Stuff
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Ok, wait, come back. I loved this movie. Better yet, it has the most joyful scene I’ve seen in a film in a very long time. Gene Hackman plays Royal Tenenbaum, a real bastard. He left his family 22 years ago, is out of money, and tries to ingratiate himself to his abandoned family by telling them he’s going to die. One of his ploys is to win the love of his two grandsons. I won’t tell you anymore about the storyline, except this scene. The two boys are extremely sheltered by their father (Ben Stiller). Royal thinks this is a tragedy, and takes the kids out to commit some mischief. There’s a three to four minute montage of them committed several misdemeanors around town, driving go-karts around (I think) a high school football stadium (it could be a track), hitching a ride on the back of a garbage truck and throwing water balloons at passing cars. Gene Hackman deserved the Oscar for that scene alone. He and the boys were full of uncontrollable joy and vitality.
When I signed up for this job, I knew it would be more reponsibility. I had no idea how much, most of it unplanned, and thrust on me by circumstances.
Three more days, and then I think my pager will have an unfortunate accident in the toilet. Rest in peace, pager.
It’s such a great show, well done, well written… just about perfect. I’ve talked about it before, so I won’t keep going on about it, but you should definitely watch it.
In other news, there is no other news.
It seems that all the pain at work has been worth it. Things are fast, people are happy, and it’s just nice to know that something is working out of all this mess I’ve had to deal with for the past three months.
Last night’s episode of Sex and the City completely made up for last week’s snoozer. It was funny, snarky and back to the quality I’ve come to expect from the show. I retract my previous comments about the show. I was worried, but I think the girls will be just fine.
And that made the rest of it all worth it. I will be using that line until the day I die.
“I do solemnly swear that the testimony I am about to give shall be awesome, the whole awesome, and nothing but awesome, so help me, dude.”
I defrosted the tilapia filets, cut up the last three large cherry tomatoes, the rest of the onion from last night, and grabbed a bunch of spices out of the cabinet. I put two splashes of olive oil in the big sauce pan along with a pat of butter, a bunch of garlic, a dash of cumin, two pinches of cilantro, a buttload of paprika, the chopped up tomatoes and onions, and about half a can of diced tomatoes. I started them on the oven over medium heat, while I put the rice on with some of the chopped up onion and a little butter and salt.
After the concoction in the sauce pan was boiling pretty good, I put the tilapia filets in and covered the whole thing. I let it simmer on medium-low until the rice was done (it was instant so it was only five minutes). I then dumped the finished rice on top of the tilapia, stirred in some of the juice, and covered it again for about 10 minutes.
It was really good when I got a bite of something other than rice. I think with twice as many fresh tomatoes, some other veggies like celery, and some more garlic, it would have been perfect. I think we’ll try it later in the week with some shredded chicken.
This was pretty much a perfect weekend other than my misadventures in home improvement. Max and I played a lot, we had great family time and had a lot of fun. I think I just may be ready for this last week of work before my vacation.
Nicole from Not Content To Crawl has posted a rebuttal to my Goldmember review. Since seeing the movie, I’ve read some reviews, and maybe I was just in a bad mood. I had just made it through a harrowing day of launching my baby (twice as fast as it was last week, and I did it in two days), and a horrific two months of last-minute changes, humongous projects and well, other unpleasant stuff. So, I may not have been in a scatological humor mood. I’ll give it another shot on DVD.
I hate handyman projects. I suck at them. They make me get angry and sweat. The make me swear, something I’m trying not to do. They make my blood pressure go up, also something I’m supposed to avoid.
Now the shelves are in a state of disarray. How do I get the stripped screws in all the way? If I can’t get them in, how do I get them out? They’re 2.5″ long, and 3/4′s of the way into the stud. I’m smart enough to know that’s not a good place to be if you’re a stripped screw.
So, I’m in here, not working on the shelves, trying to come up with a good explanation for myself. “Sweetie, you know, I saw a wonderful set of prefab shelves at Costco this morning. I think those would work much better than… this.” I can follow Swedish directions. Swedish is a lot like Tcl, lots of arrows and numbers and labeled parts.