Well, yesterday I forgot to include something in my “interim” post, and then we actually did something interesting last night. So:
Thanks to a good friend who had the kids for a sleepover, Anthropapa and I got to go out on the town last night. Probably not the best financial decision given that we’re moving soon, but sometimes mental health takes precedence. Also probably the last major fun we’ll have before the hellish insane big move.
We had dinner at Casa del Sol, a funky Mexican restaurant in Nyack. I had Caribbean jerk chicken over mixed field greens with mango, avocado, and pickled sweet red onion. Yum. Also a margarita, which I could only drink half of. I’m just not a drinker.
Then we sauntered over to Riverspace to see Helen Hunt‘s new film, Then She Found Me, her directorial debut. It was really, really good. People actually developing and maturing, right up there on the screen. Adoption, death, divorce, reuniting, parenting, infertility, aging, sex, work, religion, betrayal . . . no wonder the film was not produced by a major studio. And Colin Firth, you just can’t go wrong with that.
The big downer was the two tickets on the windshield when we went out to our car after. We never put the new registration sticker in the window, so they thought it had expired. And we hadn’t gotten the car inspected. And the court date is scheduled for after we’re gone! So it looks like we’ll have to pay up, just what we need right now. Grrr.
On the way home we drove through a huge thunderstorm, with enough rain pelting down that Anthropapa drove about half the speed limit. It was amazingly beautiful, and we badly needed the rain. I’m a bit sad that Idaho is so dry, because I love storms. It’s going to be just like Sacramento, I think: sunny and hot pretty much all the time, except with a little added snow in the winter.
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The other night we bought this very silly mini-film from iTunes.
Joss Whedon, of Buffy and Firefly fame, made this with his friends and family during the recent writer’s strike. It’s pretty unique in content and format: a supervillain musical! And the good guy is kinda bad, and the bad guy is supposed to be a hero, and the girl is very good but kind of wishy-washy…so it’s kind of a mixed bag. All you geeks out there (and you know who you are) will get a kick out of it. Neil Patrick Harris is really expressive and subtle (when he’s not practicing his evil laugh), and Nathan Fillion sports some major smarm and enormous biceps.