Coming to the end of an assignment...

Tonight is the last assignment of the current project. Late yesterday, I found out that next week will be pretty quiet, with two night assignments for next Friday and Saturday nights. I have no complaints. It will be good to restore a normal schedule.

Cheers...

Taking care of business...

My assignment closed out on time this morning, and I went to sleep soon after I got home. As luck would have it, since I don't have to work the night shift tonight, I slept like a log for four hours and felt like I could've slept for another four if I hadn't forced myself to get up around 2 pm.

Afterward, Galina and I drove around a bit and did some shopping, with out last stop being at the Hong Kong Market. After coming home and putting away the groceries, I expressed a desire to go talk to the folks from TimeWarner Cable, as one of Galina's real-estate friends apparently was able to land a pretty attractive price for in-home broadband service.

For while it is very convenient to be able to carry my connectivity in my cell phone, I miss the ability to connect to the 'net from Linux, and Galina has noted that since we can only access the Internet through my phone, that means there is no access from wherever the phone isn't, so if I'm not home, she's connection-less.

By the time we got back out the door, it was after the TimeWarner Cable storefront at the intersection of NASA 1 and I-45 had closed, so we decided to hit the "dollar movie" not far from there. The only film there I really wanted to see was Flags of Our Fathers, which was, at the same time, Galina's least preferred movie. She expressed a desire to attend the screening of Deja Vu or even the Borat film instead. In the end, as the times more or less coincided, we each went to our own movie (me, to Flags; she, to Deja Vu) and we met outside the theater after they ended.

The film version of Flags of Our Fathers was not, as is usually the case, in the same league with the book, and if Clint Eastwood was trying to create something approximating a mild form of "the fog of war" in the viewer's mind with all of the flashbacks and flashforwards, he succeeded. I wonder just how much (or how little) I would've gotten if I hadn't read the book first.

Still, the film evoked a strong physical reaction from me, and I thought that Adam Beach's performance as the emotionally tortured Ira Hayes was excellent. It's too bad the performance wasn't acknowledged by the AMPAS, but I think with every passing year, what the Academy thinks has increasingly less to do with reality and more with what the Academy thinks of its own introverted world, or what it thinks its world should be. But that's just my opinion; don't get me started... (:^o)

Cheers...