Dang man, I did a number on my left butt muscle in dance class yesterday. We were doing this double pencil turn into a slow drop to the floor (without hands) into a fish roll into a stand from one knee and I think I hyper-extended a muscle that doesn’t typically move in that direction. Now, a rational person would not go to their dance class on Saturday. I am no such person. I’ll see what my body lets me handle because I think it might be worse to do nothing and let it tighten up. Anyway, ow.
I have no deep thoughts today. Some days are simply just for moving through the motions until the boys and I can grab an early beer before I head to — I think — our season opener softball party. There was a rumor of some turkey fry tonight out in Maryland but I’m not sure my butt will let me travel that far…
In any event, here’s some things…
An excerpt from the current read. Pretty good book…
“She had performed sixteen speaking roles in a dozen different productions. The numbers looked funny because she tended to get cast in roles so small that, with a change of costume, she could easily do more than one in the same play. With time and experience she had graduated to sidekick and girlfriend roles in small productions around Oxford. Beyond that, she had no ambitions in the theatrical world. But she had come to understand that the decisions of casting directors reflected the way that people in general, and men in particular, looked at her. New men who swam into her environment ignored her at first. Some then began to gaze curiously at her. Then they either went back to ignoring her or else found some way of letting her know that they thought she was beautiful; that this was by no means obvious; and that they deserved some reward or appreciation for having been so ingenious as to notice it. Different directors had awarded greater or lesser roles depending on where they fell in the continuum of Olivia-face appreciation, but starring roles had alluded her for the reason mentioned.
But in the deep cover agent game, bit players, girlfriends, and sidekicks were precisely what was wanted. No James Bond types need apply.” ~REAMDE
This was on this morning as I got ready for work. Speaking of James Bond, Sean Connery was also Mark Rutland. Marnie never had a chance. My Hitchcock obsession was fueled by this kind of elusive sexual tension and hinted-at tragedy.
The coach said this was just a huge inside joke for people that live in DC. Totally agree. I have to say, the one about the people on the escalator: I can relate. Animated GIF’s are fun!
Because the work boys have the frequent displeasure of hearing my animal/kid voice (most prominent at the sight of cute kitten videos), the Nerd American just sent me this. So true.
Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful. I believe Z secretly has these thoughts, mixed in with the ones where he dreams about eating my eyeballs if I happen to die in my sleep. Too much? (h/t Liz)
One of these years, when I get back to the hometown for more than just a few days, I’m hitting up Mr. Acheson’s Empire State South. And that’s just all there is to it. Once again, here’s something I wrote on one of his ventures in Athens. I miss Southern cooking in the worst way.
This was fascinating. While I suppose it’s a bit ignominious to be known as a great lover and less a great intellectual, it’s really not that bad either…
Fun! I can imagine plopping a plate of pancakes with faces down in front of kids would be a good start to the day.
Here’s the Carlson talk from the other day. It really was quite entertaining.
After his uplifting speech, Carlson did take time to address questions from the audience on several unrelated issues, including his thoughts on Comedy Central’s Jon Stewart calling him a “d**k” and his personal feelings about likely GOP nominee Mitt Romney.
“Like I didn’t know I was a d**k before that?” he said. “Shocking.”
Of Romney, he said he didn’t know exactly how he felt about the former Massachusetts governor despite the fact that he had covered him as a reporter for years.
“My politics are not Mitt Romney’s politics,” he said, explaining that he is further to the right, or more libertarian, than Romney. “I think he would be preferable to Barack Obama that’s for sure, but so would my kids.
Finally, this is a good. Completely digging Shy Technology. “The Weight of Us Both” is just a cool song.