13 total movies watched.
Rudderless
Great performances and soundtrack.
The Grand Seduction
Really great at what it does. Funny.
Thanks for Sharing
Solid actors and an engaging 12-step story.
Two Night Stand
Two of my favorites talk about sex in a way I never see in movies.
Tangerine
A peek into the world of transgender prostitutes.
It’s coming down to make way for new construction.
First, the building I refer to as the Unfortunately Stuccoed Building. I’ve been hoping for years that my school could move to this building. It’s bigger, we would be able to occupy two floors and it’s right next to the park. 
But no, this building will soon be no more. What a great front entrance that would have been. Note that the building on the right is staying.
Here is the north side of the block. This building is nothing to write home about and spans one-quarter of a the block.
The northeast corner of the block has this two-story brick with nice bones.
A view of the two-story with nice bones from the corner.
I think it’s the couple front and center that make this photo for me. He, looking at the camera so slyly and she looking away. Its hot and there’s a lot of smoke drifting in from fires, and people are everywhere around them, but they are young and in love, and there will be music and it doesn’t matter if they are stuck together with sweat. Good job David Greenwald.
You need a scoby to make kombucha and if they are properly fed, those scobys grow new scobys. I had four jars going and, boy howdy, did I grow some scobies. Sadly, most of the kombucha went down the drain, being too tart to drink. I saved a few scobys so I can work my way back to four jars. The rest went in the worm bin.
I went into the movie Valentine’s Day not knowing anything and was pleasantly surprised by the gravistas brought by the actors and the interesting weaving of stories. This, my friend, is no Valentines Day, featuring a cast of B-list actors (or A-list actors giving B-list performances) and stories that I just didn’t care about. This was a terrible movie that wasn’t bad enough that to be fun.
Cost: free from library
Where watched: at home
http://www.impawards.com/2011/new_years_eve.html
Some days I’m up to watching something of substance, or something inventive, or something with style. And some days I’m tired and need to paint my toenails and just put on a so-so romantic comedy with non-offensive actors. Overall, it wasn’t terrible, it was a fine movie for meeting my exact needs at that moment.
Cost: free from library
Where watched: at home. Toenails are green now.
http://www.impawards.com/2005/lot_like_love.html
Now that I can walk on the sidwalk in front of the Northwood Apartments, we can take more pictures.
One of the things I find interesting about the ground floor is the weird configuration of some of the spaces. This unit (C) has a weird protrusion through the middle of it. I’m interested to see how this space is used. It’s supposed to be a live-work unit.
Unit B has this room that is both kitchen and living space and then it also has a bedroom/bathroom/closet part. There’s another ground-floor unit with the same configuration. I think I would have trouble decorating this as a residential unit. The kitchen area is too long and takes over the space. As a live-work unit, I guess it would work if your work has something to do with a kitchen taking over most of the space?
These are the windows that were the last to be installed. And you can see there is landscaping now.
Too much glare on this picture, but this is the lobby area with a mural and a couple of cushy hang out spaces. I will be very surprised if I ever see anyone hanging out in the spaces.
The corner unit, with the visible big slabs of wood. No one has leased it yet.
Some information about the property.
From the Max station approach.
It has a (vastly out of scale, in my opinion) neon sign.
“I was eating my breakfast, and reading your letter in the Viewpoint…” began the Facebook message from Sue.
“I have a letter in the Viewpoint?” I wrote back. Then immediately got out my as-yet unread copy of the Cottey College Alumni magazine and flipped through it.
And indeed, there was my letter. Which I didn’t really intend to BE in the Viewpoint when I wrote it, I was just sending a friendly email chat to Steve Reed. But there it is.
This is an edited version (which I’m fine with.) The original letter had another paragraph that talked about Viewpoint controversy my freshman year of college because it reported that an alumni and her female partner had adopted a baby and some of the PEOs (the organization that sponsors/is heavily involved with the college) didn’t really like that. Now we see in the Viewpoint all sorts of marriages and births of alumni who choose women as partners. And isn’t that a great change.
This is from Martha, who is from Russia and is 15 years old. More impressively, she’s already sent over 1000 postcards through Postcrossing. For comparison purposes, I currently am at about 110 total sent postcards. This is a picture of Red Square in 1612.
I took umbrage to this on several levels. One. I think of Baby Boomers as giving birth to Generation X. They would be too old by the time it came time to procreate the Millennials. But I did the math and it seems that it’s those younger baby boomers (the ones who were born nearly two decades after WWII ended) who seem to have sired the millennial generation. I never think of these people as Baby Boomers, having come so lately to the selfish party that is the Baby Boomer generation.
Two. Really? Is it one generation versus another?
Three. Um, is this how it’s gonna be? Generation X has to listen endlessly to how cool the Boomers are, and then pay for all the things they never got around to fully funding like social security? And then we don’t even get a mention? It’s like no one was born between 1964 and 1984.
Four. And now I’m annoyed by how much this whole thing annoys me. Do we really have to have distinct generations? Can’t we all just work together? Answer: no. Because the stupid Boomers need constant reinforcement as to how cool they are.
Five. In the relief category, I’m glad I’m in a generation designation that I know how to spell.
