2. Two people are sitting at a table in the cafeteria of a nursing home talking about the latest book they read over glasses of juice.
What is the difference between these two scenarios? Is one superior or inferior? Why?
Last night was karaoke night for cheetahmaster's birthday. lilmymble had done a great job surreptitiously setting up some cake surprises at the bar. I gotta hand it to the My Way in Laurel, they do make you feel at home. Highlights of the night include CM's Fred Schneider impression during our rendition of "Love Shack", all our friends getting their shot at the stage (except those who don't like that) which is detailed in CM's post, and the guy who sang alot of Journey who I meant to say something to but never did, and the guy who took the mike outside to sing at everyone through the window - I wish I could remember what song it was, but the lyrics were appropriate.
Today has been lazy. Tried to go see Sylvia but gave up due to bad reviews and laziness. I'll just go back and read more of Plath's unabridged journals, how about that? I watched part of Kissing Jessica Stein but I knew how it ended and wasn't really interested in seeing that. It was not as bad as I thought it would be. At 6 I decided to walk to Blockbuster - oh yeah, I remembered - it's dark and cold. I walked anyways. Some goth kid with an NWA t-shirt stopped me for a cigarette; I let him have one even though he didn't really look 18. I was filled with goodwill for the world because I was strolling to the tune of Olivia Newton-John's "Magic" and wondering who those people honking at me were. In my head, the horns were honking out, "good for you, walking instead of driving." I felt really, really good. And as I walked by and looked into the lights of the Cherry Lane Nursing Home, I thought of the question above.
I rented some weird foreign films. And A Mighty Wind. If they are worth writing about, I will write about them. Now I'm going to go take another look at the partially eclipsed moon, which is really a grand sight right now.