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Lazy Sunday
May. 2nd, 2005 06:49 amThong's brother, Thuy, and his wife came over early in the morning to watch the movies from Vietnam. They left around 1:00 to go and eat. Amazingly enough, no one had fallen asleep in the interim. I did see lots of bits that I need to edit out though. Amazing stretches where I forgot the camera was recording and let it hang. Nice shots of sidewalks and the sides of my shorts.
We spoke, whilst looking at the market scenes I shot, about the Vietnam government's pushing supermarkets... and I had to run down and grab the front page of the Sunday New York Times, which had a picture of supermarket clerks and carts in it. Sigh. I'll take the market any day over a supermarket.
I did not make it to Mayday. After it started snowing during the orgy of pictures from Vietnam, I decided that this was not the year for standing outside in snow and rain. It's that awkward between-temperature, when the season says you should be wearing spring, and the temperature says you should be wearing winter. Whichever you wear, the weather then defeats, so I stayed home in the cave and watched silly things until I'd missed another appointment, and then ran out to see Hitchhiker at the
Crown and discovered they'd added two dollars to the parking (which ustta be free with a movie ticket).
It is a slim movie, a good movie to see at a matinee, and a great movie to see on a day where fits of snow fell from the sky in great white clumps amidst the ice and rain, and sporadic sun that fought to peek through the clouds, but finally lost in the gathering dusk to a dark bank of clouds that moved in from the west. This morning, it's 29 degrees, and had the clouds not come to wrap the earth, I do not know what temperature we'd have.
We spoke, whilst looking at the market scenes I shot, about the Vietnam government's pushing supermarkets... and I had to run down and grab the front page of the Sunday New York Times, which had a picture of supermarket clerks and carts in it. Sigh. I'll take the market any day over a supermarket.
I did not make it to Mayday. After it started snowing during the orgy of pictures from Vietnam, I decided that this was not the year for standing outside in snow and rain. It's that awkward between-temperature, when the season says you should be wearing spring, and the temperature says you should be wearing winter. Whichever you wear, the weather then defeats, so I stayed home in the cave and watched silly things until I'd missed another appointment, and then ran out to see Hitchhiker at the
Crown and discovered they'd added two dollars to the parking (which ustta be free with a movie ticket).
It is a slim movie, a good movie to see at a matinee, and a great movie to see on a day where fits of snow fell from the sky in great white clumps amidst the ice and rain, and sporadic sun that fought to peek through the clouds, but finally lost in the gathering dusk to a dark bank of clouds that moved in from the west. This morning, it's 29 degrees, and had the clouds not come to wrap the earth, I do not know what temperature we'd have.
