wow, how did that happen? suddenly it\u2019s friday and sunny and warmer and warmer…<\/p>\n
progress is being made, apartment-wise. maybe i\u2019ll even have time to take some pictures this afternoon. i know where the camera is as well as the cord. set to go.<\/p>\n
last night i saw “transamerica.” and i just have to say that felicity huffmann should have gotten the oscar instead of reese witherspoon just because felicity had to look so very unattractive. reese did a good job too, but she was adorable with her little poofy dresses and getting to sing and all. but felicity – how did they achieve such a look? i mean, i don\u2019t look so great without makeup but there\u2019s no way i could create such ugliness without some ugly makeup.<\/p>\n
felicity also had to do so much more acting – playing a man who wants to be a woman. much harder than playing a woman who sings. although for me, personally, i would not be able to accomplish sounding like june carter cash or really anybody any good at the singing at all.<\/p>\n
transamerica was pretty good. it was much more low-budget than i thought it\u2019d be. there were a few things that didn\u2019t seem believable, like the therapist who suddenly wasn\u2019t going to let felicity have his sex change because he found out he had a son. there were a few little character shifts that didn\u2019t make so much sense, but at least the film addressed a topic that hasn\u2019t been addressed before.<\/p>\n
unless it has and i didn\u2019t hear about it.<\/p>\n
at the hospital every day i take this one elevator from the third to the fourth floor. i take another one back down, but every day i get on this old elevator and many times it\u2019s out of service. it makes me a little nervous, because what if it broke when i was on it and plunged to the ground and i was killed? not that i dwell on this a lot, but it has crossed my mind. in movies when the elevators plunge the people jump up and save themselves or climb up through the ceiling and scramble up a ladder or something, but since the elevator starts out on the third floor there probably wouldn\u2019t be any time for any of that.<\/p>\n
frequently when people get on the elevator with me, because i\u2019m pulling my massage chair, they chat to me about wanting a massage. but this morning an IT guy who works across the hall was there at the same time and he wondered if it was working and i said it was and then i confided in him about my fear. and he told me that since 1930 there have been all kinds of safeguard precautions on elevators, and there are about seven different things that will prevent the elevator actually plunging and crashing and the whole building catching fire and exploding.<\/p>\n
this was such a relief. i thanked him for giving me some peace of mind on friday.<\/p>\n
i guess, really, that even if it did plunge, the building wouldn\u2019t catch fire and explode. but sometimes i feel that firey things will happen – when i was little i was always convinced that if you threw a brick through the tv set it would catch fire and explode and then of course the whole house would also catch fire and explode.<\/p>\n
so this has been going on in the back of my mind for quite some time now. i wonder where on earth it came from. it\u2019s not like i even ever toyed with the idea of throwing a brick (or anything) at the tv. maybe i saw this on a tv show. when i was four.<\/p>\n
that is all the deep thoughts i have right now on friday morning.<\/p>\n
ok then,<\/p>\n
friday grace.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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