The last of the daylight has faded behind the trees, and thunder has rolled in with a lot of clouds and lightning, like a circus marching into town with the brass band out front and the lions roaring. The first rose on my rosebush opened fully today, and it's a brilliant shocking PINK! I love it! That bush has about 10,000 buds, but I plan to cut that first rose and take it to my mom tomorrow for Mother's Day. And then, because my mom loves movies and neither of us are terribly sentimental, I'm going to take her to the movies. Speed Racer. In digital!
Iron Man was good, by the way. We saw that last week. And The Forbidden Kingdom was good too. Next week is Prince Caspian, and then of course the new Indiana Jones movie--in IMAX! And I can't wait to see Kung Fu Panda, although for some reason everyone else I talk to is hesitant about it.
Incidentally, I used to review movies for The (Oak Ridge) Observer, a very good weekly newspaper. (If you want to read some of my reviews, you can look through the archives, from November 2005 to February 2007.) I stopped reviewing for them because I had a new job and a lot less time--good thing, too, since if I hadn't stopped then I'd definitely have to stop now, with my even newer job. Starting at the end of May I'll be working every Saturday (although I do get Thursdays off instead). That still gives me time to watch movies, of course, but it's amazing how difficult it can be to write a 600-word review of the damn things.
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It's gorgeous weather here (and yes, I'm still in England) and I've just come in from mowing the garden where nothing is growing (except the weeds) and most of my lawn is dead.
Just tell people they aren't weeds, they're wildflowers. Pull any grass from around them to add verisimilitude, and just hope the weeds bloom in some way eventually.
Or you could pave over your whole yard and paint it green! No mowing, no weeding, and if you squint it looks just like a golf course.
Ah - paving stones and green paint - sounds like a dream that will never be...
Reviewing takes a lot more time and attention than people think.
Ooh, yeah, I used to sweat over those little reviews. Sometimes it would take me as long to write 600 words as it did to watch the movie in the first place. It was a good writing exercise, though.
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