Mar04 Day9 Video Rental Return Fun
"Can you make crepes?" they burst into the room where I slept, and was still meditating.
"Sure, as soon as I'm done meditating - in the meantime, clean up the kitchen so there's room to work, OK?"
So began another day... which went on to end awesomely:
That evening, L. and J. were watching "Elizabethtown" .
I actually wanted to watch one of the videos that needed to go back, but I had no problem doing the patience thing, and I soon became engrossed in the film.
A few things stand out:
L. and F. found Claire to be quite annoying, but I felt totally enamored with her.
I assume it's the Hollywood Heartstrings thing, but I'm happy to fully go along for the ride.
The road trip blew me away - imagine being the subject of such a grand gesture !!
For me, Claire was Gwyneth Paltrow, I even experienced little feeling associations and flashbacks
to Shakespeare in Love. Lo and behold she was actually Kirsten Dunst. So, what does that reveal about me ?
The scene where Holly Baylor talks about her neighbour offering her condolences for her husband's death and has an erection in the process is seen, within the film, as funny/gross/inappropriate/insincere. I was a bit surprised at the similar reaction by some co-viewers and wonder whether some fatherly intervention/instruction is called for ?
I feel great having seen this film.
Afterward I flipped an etheric coin between "Motorcycle Diaries" and "Dead Poets Society".
I found DPS very engaging and enlivening. An encouragement to some Carpe Diem of my own!
The importance of being fully alive, living with passion and feeling, listening to one's inner voice and strengthening one's outer voice came alive for me. It needs to be encouraged and cultivated earlier rather than later. I recognize the lack of life and passion in my high school years.
There was just enough time to get the video rewound and back to the "store". There I met a
couple of guys, one of whom is a teacher who were looking for some late night entertainment. They mentioned going sliding, like on the mounds in the parking lot. I said "let's do some serious
sliding on the big hill at Akasu". "I happen to have 3 GTs in my car." So off we went, spontaneously at 11:00 PM.
It was a great, almost-warm night. We sledded until 12:30 and went home.
I felt great. I noticed that I was easily moving up and down the hills without huffing and puffing.
"Sure, as soon as I'm done meditating - in the meantime, clean up the kitchen so there's room to work, OK?"
So began another day... which went on to end awesomely:
That evening, L. and J. were watching "Elizabethtown" .
I actually wanted to watch one of the videos that needed to go back, but I had no problem doing the patience thing, and I soon became engrossed in the film.
A few things stand out:
L. and F. found Claire to be quite annoying, but I felt totally enamored with her.
I assume it's the Hollywood Heartstrings thing, but I'm happy to fully go along for the ride.
The road trip blew me away - imagine being the subject of such a grand gesture !!
For me, Claire was Gwyneth Paltrow, I even experienced little feeling associations and flashbacks
to Shakespeare in Love. Lo and behold she was actually Kirsten Dunst. So, what does that reveal about me ?
The scene where Holly Baylor talks about her neighbour offering her condolences for her husband's death and has an erection in the process is seen, within the film, as funny/gross/inappropriate/insincere. I was a bit surprised at the similar reaction by some co-viewers and wonder whether some fatherly intervention/instruction is called for ?
I feel great having seen this film.
Afterward I flipped an etheric coin between "Motorcycle Diaries" and "Dead Poets Society".
I found DPS very engaging and enlivening. An encouragement to some Carpe Diem of my own!
The importance of being fully alive, living with passion and feeling, listening to one's inner voice and strengthening one's outer voice came alive for me. It needs to be encouraged and cultivated earlier rather than later. I recognize the lack of life and passion in my high school years.
There was just enough time to get the video rewound and back to the "store". There I met a
couple of guys, one of whom is a teacher who were looking for some late night entertainment. They mentioned going sliding, like on the mounds in the parking lot. I said "let's do some serious
sliding on the big hill at Akasu". "I happen to have 3 GTs in my car." So off we went, spontaneously at 11:00 PM.
It was a great, almost-warm night. We sledded until 12:30 and went home.
I felt great. I noticed that I was easily moving up and down the hills without huffing and puffing.
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