Monday, December 20, 2004

Colder...colder...

Big Daddy Christmas and his scythe may be casting their shadow on us, but I have a three-day workweek. Been spending my workdays working, and a handful of minutes out of the off-time arguing with Supermom Chipotle Cha'Perkins. There is even a bit of back-and-forth on his site's comments.

"My opponent is a flip-floppin' terrist."
"I would have invaaaaded Iraq diffferrrenly."

After my other sister, Kim, who is in town from KC, was a little too wiped and worn to come by on Sunday, Kari and I took a call-to-arms from Nate, Dan, and Ryan for a film showing at Block E--"What the Bleep Do We Know?" They had heard it as a quantum physics documentary (excitement!) and we ended up attending off of this thirdhand information. The movie started with basic particle physics theories based on particles existing in two points at the same time, and the mystery that some particles appear to randomly exist and then cease to be matter. After the first half hour, though, the movie turned into something of neurobiology and even delved into what I took to be Dianetics. Damned Scientologists. :( **late edit: what I saw wasn't Scientology, but it was still a damned cult movie.***

Been on the rock out with Sacred Ground (beef) lately to keep myself distracted from The pAper chAse. I am ecstatic that they're back together. Even looking for a vocalist, now. Hoorah for our premiere local prog rock band. "Seven actors pretend to live in a house. OOH the conflict."

-Brenn
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