Feeling...short!
May. 17th, 2002 12:12 pmWoke up this morning early to the sound of rain and thunder. By the time I'd gotten ready to leave for work (for the last time this trip), the front yard was an inch or so deep in water. A complete lack of foresight on my part resulted in my having to trudge a couple-three hundred yards from the parking lot to the MCC in a light, but steady rain.
Dinner last night was at the "Central Texas BBQ," for about the third night in a row. Of all the places I've been to over the past few weeks (and looking back, to previous visits), this place has served consistently good, tasty, hot food. The prices are okay, too.
A couple of nights ago, Lee ordered the stuffed baked potato and the spud that was served to her had to be one of the largest Idaho potatoes I've ever seen. I think it took some effort on her part to finish the thing.
By the time we'd gone to eat yesterday, I'd had time to imbibe two bottles of Grolsch beer, and so when the discussion turned to going to see AotC last night, I declined. Beer, after all, is not bought, but only rented, and for a short time, at that.
Instead, we watched some anime that I'd not seen before (something about an island named Lodoss, if memory serves), but I could not stomach more than half the DVD before deciding my time could be better spent reading some Linux magazines.
Two nights ago, upon returning the movies I've written about earlier, Lee and I rented something called Jin-Roh: The Wolf Brigade, by the same crew that did Ghost in the Shell (which I enjoyed) and Akira (which I didn't enjoy as much as GitS, but is considered a classic).
Technically, Jin-Roh is very impressive. The animation is first class, with great attention paid to detail. Like many examples of the genre, the violence is graphic.
It was the story that I didn't understand very well, or to be more exact: the motivation of the young lady who suicides at the start of the film and that of the young lady who allows herself to be murdered in cold blood at the end of the film elude me. The elusiveness may have a cultural basis, or it could just be that I'm one thick lummox.
* * * I'm 99% sure that Lee will not go back to Colorado with me; she seems intent on staying in Pearland.
Based on that, and assuming that the rain (which appears to still be falling, if the umbrellas of the oncoming OpsPlan shift aren't lying) stops by the time I get out of here, I plan to stage the stuff I'm taking home tonight. Then tomorrow, I'll get the oil changed and the tires checked (front left went soft on me a couple of days ago), and try to be on the road by mid-morning.
* * * All radiograms received today are done and posted. With any luck, that'll be it for the day. In the meantime, I've got some light file housekeeping to do.
Cheers...
Dinner last night was at the "Central Texas BBQ," for about the third night in a row. Of all the places I've been to over the past few weeks (and looking back, to previous visits), this place has served consistently good, tasty, hot food. The prices are okay, too.
A couple of nights ago, Lee ordered the stuffed baked potato and the spud that was served to her had to be one of the largest Idaho potatoes I've ever seen. I think it took some effort on her part to finish the thing.
By the time we'd gone to eat yesterday, I'd had time to imbibe two bottles of Grolsch beer, and so when the discussion turned to going to see AotC last night, I declined. Beer, after all, is not bought, but only rented, and for a short time, at that.
Instead, we watched some anime that I'd not seen before (something about an island named Lodoss, if memory serves), but I could not stomach more than half the DVD before deciding my time could be better spent reading some Linux magazines.
Two nights ago, upon returning the movies I've written about earlier, Lee and I rented something called Jin-Roh: The Wolf Brigade, by the same crew that did Ghost in the Shell (which I enjoyed) and Akira (which I didn't enjoy as much as GitS, but is considered a classic).
Technically, Jin-Roh is very impressive. The animation is first class, with great attention paid to detail. Like many examples of the genre, the violence is graphic.
It was the story that I didn't understand very well, or to be more exact: the motivation of the young lady who suicides at the start of the film and that of the young lady who allows herself to be murdered in cold blood at the end of the film elude me. The elusiveness may have a cultural basis, or it could just be that I'm one thick lummox.
Based on that, and assuming that the rain (which appears to still be falling, if the umbrellas of the oncoming OpsPlan shift aren't lying) stops by the time I get out of here, I plan to stage the stuff I'm taking home tonight. Then tomorrow, I'll get the oil changed and the tires checked (front left went soft on me a couple of days ago), and try to be on the road by mid-morning.
Cheers...