What I'm thinking

My head is full of randomness again.

1. The movie Anaconda is as bad as Snakes on a Plane. I wonder if there is or ever can be any good movie about snakes.

2. My ear canal is inflamed for no apparent reason and won't hold a earbud. Left side only.

3. I was so itchy last night that I dreamt about being itchy.

4. My son's room is truly hopeless.

5. That new Nivea orange blossom scented lotion is awesome.

6. Am I crazy for wanting my own Tardis?

7. The amount of time the government takes to go through a few pages of paperwork is ridiculous.

8. Meat is delicious.

9. My life proves that having a college degree does not ensure one's future financial stability.

10. William Shatner should never ever be allowed to sing.

There can be only one!

Yesterday was an interesting day with my son. I made him watch the movie Highlander. Now he knows why I keep making references to the phrase in today's blog title as well as the "Quickening." He also pointed out the cheesiness and ridiculousness of various things. He wanted all the characters to die and loved the decapitations.

One of the great joys of being a parent is being able to see the world anew through their eyes. When children are small their interest in things we take for granted is such a profoundly moving experience. Caterpillars, rainbows, and dandelions are seen with delight. As my children have aged I still enjoy seeing things through their eyes. In the last year I have been introducing my son to movies that I experienced by the time I was his age.

Plan 9 from Outer Space.

Willow

Attack of the Killer Tomatoes

Faces of Death

Project X

Max Dugan Returns

The Breakfast Club

These movies are just a few of what I've shown my son. Most he has loved. A few, like Highlander, he spent the whole movie adding his own commentary.

Some day my son will decide what he wants to do with his life, hopefully involving college, working, moving out, and/or marriage. Until then I will take these special moments as they come and enjoy them as much as possible.

What's left of summer

Approaching the last week of my daughter's summer vacation, she is very antsy, and says she has wasted all summer doing "nothing." While it's true we haven't gone on any trips or done typical summer activities, such as swimming, we have done things.

We've seen movies, both at home and at a theater.

We gathered with family at a grand ol' July 4th barbecue.

We've read piles of books we obtained via local libraries.

We spent time together just hanging out.

Isn't it sad that most children today would agree with my daughter that these things are "nothing?"


By the way the last movie I saw was The Men Who Stare at Goats, and I have two words to say about that:

Hippie Jedi

That is all.