Happy New Year!
Happy New Year, boys and girls! (The Sullen Teen pointed out that our New Year starts in November, but I say anytime you get crowds of people kissing each other and singing, it’s worth celebrating.) I hope everyone got home safely last night and that this morning’s hangovers aren’t too vicious.
The Dear Husband Muffin is at a kendo practice (read: head-bashing while wearing funny skirts) to ring in the New Year–a very important time for him, culturally. The kids are shambling about, scratching their heads and asking for television viewing, which they have had a bundle of this past week. I can definitely see the change in their behavior and will welcome the ceremonial putting of the telly back in the garage for a while.
Speaking of viewing pleasure…we watched All the President’s Men this weekend. It’s slow viewing, but each shot is framed beautifully, and as I said in tones of bewildered wonderment, “Dustin Hoffman was HAWT. I have trouble believing he’s Ratso Rizzo.”
Watching Redford and Hoffman go through the motions of research-before-the-Internet was thought-provoking too. The Sullen Teen boggled at the sheer amount of legwork and said, “Jeez. Wish we had more journalists like that now.”
I manfully restrained myself from telling him to get a journalism degree. Instead, I said, “We do. They’re called bloggers.” (Wonkette, the Revealer, and Daily Kos, that one was for you.) Hee.
I spent last night with an excellent bottle of Sangiovese, some Clint Eastwood (The Good, the Bad & the Ugly) and plenty of Monty Python. At fifteen seconds to midnight I flipped over to the telly channels and watched the ball drop in Times Square, then kissed everyone in the house, sleeping or not. I finished the Python episode I had been watching, tucked the Sullen Teen into bed, and shambled off to rest myself, with dreams of a Watcher book set in Moscow dancing through my head. (Note: I will NOT write this book for at least a year. Are you crazy? I have DEADLINES.)
Today I plan on ignoring housework and yardwork. I plan on tussling with the kidlings and eventually popping out to the bookstore for some R & R. There might even be a movie in my future–Casino Royale looks good, because I love me some twitchy, dangerous Daniel Craig. (mmmh! mmmh!)
Oh! Also in movie news! They are remaking The Hitcher! The original, starring Rutger Hauer, C. Thomas Howell, and a very young Jennifer Jason Leigh, is one of my B-movie faves for sheer terror and ickyness. The remake stars the ever-delicious Sean Bean. Yum. I hope they keep what made the original so very good, but I’ll probably go anyway because I’m such a Beanie. (Beanaholic? Hmm.) For other fans of the Bean (or Boromir Lite, as I often refer to him) I recommend Ronin, which has Robert De Niro as well as the best car chase I’ve ever seen in a movie, bar none. As well as the sweet sweet Beanaliciousness.
Happy New Year again, dear Readers, and a third time to make the charm. I hope your holidays were happy and safe.
Now where’s my laptop? I have deadlines, dammit, and characters messing about inside my head.
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January 2nd, 2007 at 2:41 pm
HAPPY NEW YEAR to you too!
January 3rd, 2007 at 11:00 am
well, kendo practice was fun… and the funny skirts are comfortable… though the colder-than-the-grave gym floor was something to shudder about. my toenails were blue.
but i did gt to do tons of head-bashing… i have the dens in my new shinai to prove it!
January 3rd, 2007 at 11:00 am
that is, of course, “dents” in my shinai…
January 10th, 2007 at 12:21 pm
LOL I like the “dens” better. I have a vision of the DHM chewing on a poor student’s shinai.
ROFL…