Psalm 100 )

I had a lovely day-before-Thanksgiving beginning with a visit from [ profile] cidercupcakes, with whom I have had plans to see Live Free or Die Hard since before it was in theaters but we didn't actually get to do it till Wednesday morning. She has seen it several more times than I have, but we both agree that the unrated version is the way to go, the only major difference being that John McClane drops the F bomb about 80 times just like in the first three Die Hard movies instead of in the PG13 version. I must admit that some of the replacement dialogue is clever, but without the "Yippie-Kai-Yay, Motherfucker!" at the end, what's the point, really?

In the afternoon, my mother dropped by with my sister's three little girls, and they spent an hour first chasing our cats so they could pet them, then petting the neighbor's bunny which she had outside in a basket. The kids didn't interact exactly -- Daniel was doing homework, Adam was making some kind of projectile out of clothespins with his best friend, while my oldest niece was talking about books, my middle niece was doing back walkovers and my youngest niece was trying to pick up the animals -- but they all got along very well, including the six or seven neighbor children around!

I was thinking that tonight was not my favorite Pushing Daisies until the very end -- there wasn't enough meaty Ned-Chuck or Ned-Olive interaction, and I kept getting confused by the plot, which seems to be a riff on Perfume (which I didn't read nor see despite Alan Rickman because it sounds SO like not my kind of film). But then this wonderful spoiler happened! )

Festive Autumn )

I've changed the layout for my LiveJournal to look more like and my Vox journal where my LoudTwitters are now going. May work on the backup journals later on or may just leave them. Happy Thanksgiving!
Further Adventures of Charles Simic )

Before we found out that we were invited to the beach with my parents -- back when we still thought we were going up to my sister's last weekend -- we bought tickets with both parents and in-laws to go to the Red Sox/Orioles game this weekend, suspecting that it might be important in determining who made the playoffs. We were right, though sadly not the way we hoped...the Orioles aren't remotely in the running, but the Yankees are catching up to the Sox, and in Baltimore many people would rather root against the home team than see the Yankees in the top spot. Thus we were at an Orioles game where more than half the crowd was rooting for the away team, and there were tons of red caps (plus green caps, as Irish pride Red Sox paraphernalia seems to be all the rage in Boston) on top of all the orange.

As it happened, it was a very good game: the Sox led early, but the O's played well late in the game, came back and tied it, and then had a terrific tenth inning against a hapless Boston pitcher to win on a three-run home run. The crowd was very into the entire game, though there were competing groups chanting "Let's Go Orioles" and "Let's Go Red Sox" and all the other usual slogans. We had barbecue turkey sandwiches for lunch, expecting that we would all go out to dinner after the game, but since it ran late, Harborplace was crowded (Gazela, whose masts we saw briefly on the way to the stadium, had sailed by the time we got there) and my in-laws ended up taking the kids to the food court while we drove back with my parents, who wanted to go out for a Real Dinner though we opted not to join them. The kids are camping with my in-laws for the next two days, so I can hopefully catch up on stuff!

Take Me Out to the Ballgame )
Travel Report: England 2007
Photos: Start Here
At my father-in-law's request, I sent in a photo I had taken of my in-laws' dog Ginger to the Hanover Evening News. Last Sunday -- his birthday, coincidentally, when we happened to be in Hanover -- they published it on the front page of the local news section. See it here, along with my 'Paulmark' Valentine! )
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