I miss my new nickname. I’m going through Nebraska withdrawal.
I watched Fargo tonight. Good acting and directing. The Coen Brothers are moving up my list of favorite directors (see: No Country for Old Men). It’s a relatively short list so far, but they’re on it along with Guillermo Del Toro, Tim Burton, Martin Scorsese, Francis Ford Coppola, and Peter Jackson.
George Lucas doesn’t make the list. George Lucas will never make the list.
After watching The Bucket List last night, I’ve been thinking about what I want to do or experience in the duration of my lifetime. Differentiating between fantasies and meritorious items can be difficult; after all, the list is a hypothetical for me at this point.
Another difficulty in crafting a list is considering how realistic the items are. In the movie, the main characters do much traveling, race car driving, and sky diving. Not all of these actions would be reasonable or even possible for most of the people in the world. For instance, a Guatemalan villager may not care to travel to the other side of the world or participate in an extreme sport whether or not it was financially reasonable.
In my case, I have decided to focus on including items that would be achievable given my current life circumstances. I am also trying to include items that are not dependent on material successes, but a result of time, effort, and interaction with other people.
I like the poster. This has me interested.
“There can only be one!”
Yes, I just watched Highlander. Honestly, I was expecting more from the soundtrack. Seriously, couldn’t Queen have come up with some better songs? Then again, did any good music come out of 1986?
Although the movie is more about the action. The absurdity of it was more interesting than anything. The dialogue gave me the most to enjoy. Lines like the cop saying, “Don’t move; don’t even breathe!” or later in the movie when the bad guy jumps in the car and yells, “MOM!” had me laughing plenty.
So November is almost over. I’m running out of goals for the year. The major one is still going. I’m angling to get at least one lunch date during December. I think it’s fairly likely and I only hope I don’t botch things up with my incredible knack for unsmoothness. Eh.
Who’s looking forward to Christmas? I’m trying to be less materialistic than other years, but I didn’t even make it through Black Friday without shopping. The good news is I’m just about done.
It was fun having the parents out here for Thanksgiving. Showed them around a lot, visited with some old family friends, lived out the annual family rivalry (Colorado v. Nebraska) wherein the Huskers were shamed (good riddance to Callahan), much food was consumed, and many excellent conversations had.
Work is going well. Other than the sexual harassment. I can’t say I enjoy being on the receiving end of jokes and I must say it’s a completely awkward situation being joked about. I tell myself that “I’m a man, I can handle some jokes” which is true, but that doesn’t make it any less annoying. Now I understand why harassment is considered such a problem — because it disrupts the workplace and creates a negative working environment. Even if I want to say something about it, it’s not quite that easy because speaking up creates real consequences for the people involved and there’s always the possibility of retribution or attempted retribution if anyone gets in trouble.
On reflection, I’m a bit pissed about the whole situation. I hadn’t thought it over much yet.
