I get really annoyed when I can’t do something by myself. I don’t mean that I insist on doing every single thing alone and without assistance. That would be silly.
But, for example, when the air in my tire was perilously low yesterday, I started flipping out because one of the things I have never been able to do is change a tire.
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The new site is now officially open to the public. I guess I could call this the Grand Opening but people would either expect refreshments or make dirty jokes. I’m not finished tweaking all the design elements, but the content is readable and that’s the important thing, right?
A few minor notes on the new design:
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The Wild Bunch: 1969, dir. Sam Peckinpah. Seen on DVD (Warner Bros “restored director’s cut”).
The Wild Bunch is one of those movies that sucks you in and holds you tight and you know it’s going to be a long ride and you may not like all of it but it doesn’t matter, there you are, in the grip of the movie for nearly 2.5 hours.
However, it would have been even more absorbing if I’d seen it in the right order and without the annoyances caused by a poor DVD.
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“Next year, we’re all coming to Austin for Thanksgiving,” my mom told me over the phone, half-jokingly, and that was as close as she would get to revealing that she had been very unhappy about their Thanksgiving plans this year. I just laughed along with her, as if it were a joke. I hadn’t told her, and wouldn’t, that this year I had one of the best Thanksgiving days ever, ever, ever.
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Is it just me, or a lot of everyone’s “favorite” Christmas movies totally sexist? Or at least patronizing to women?
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