Geoff found some Irish eatery we were about to go check out when it started to pour.
Everything's been rather calm and quiet here lately, and I really have nothing to blog about. Unless of course you wanna hear about my self-imposed restraint to go see Alice In Wonderland -- a restraint I religiously observe every time a favorite book of mine gets made into a movie. I know there's no way I am not gonna see it eventually, but I find it necessary to diplomatically remain in a state of resistance for as long as I can, preferably with bona fide witnesses to my vacillation who will tell the descendants of Mr Carroll how very reluctant I was to go see it and how very conflicted I felt when I went anyway.
It's not even that old broken record cliche that a movie can never be as amazing as the book (although it almost never is), it's just that once you expose your senses to the wonders of cinematics, how can you tune it out again and go back to the freedoms of your own creative imagination?
I could probably come up with something smart and cheesy to say here, like "life is a one-way street" or something to that effect but lucky for everyone, the rain has just stopped and I want to go sit in that Irish pub with Geoff.
Until next time.
TITLE CREDIT: LEWIS CARROLL -- THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS