driven up the wall.

The Company: I don't know what I expected, but a true dissapointment unless you want to watch them dance around for most of the movie. Thought there'd be more revealing stuff about the dance company, but no. Pretty colorful though.

Serenity: OK. Better after the show for the movie itself was lacking. Good to end the show though, considering it didn't end with anything really. And satisfying for the cult I suppose.

The party season is almost over thank goodness, and I'm seemingly ready to go. And I've bought more books, always a highlight. Still still to bored to read them. And my huge magazine stack is almost finished, so I'll be off and reading them soon enough.

More movies...

Mad Hot Ballroom: very cute, very happy for the kids who were taught dance in grade 5. Makes me kind of sad that I dislike the dance teacher at Claremont so.

King Kong: Big and loud and long. And great. It really is such a touching story, although everyone knows what's to happen to our friend the gorilla in the end. Beautiful nonetheless.

Spirit in the Sky!

Twas the night before Christmas... and oh man, I don't do that.

Instead went to see King Kong. A terrific movie, a bit ashamed to go with my brother, but this is life.

In the words of Norman Greenbaum

Going up to the spirit in the sky;
That's where I'm gonna go when I die.
When I die and they lay me to rest,
I'm gonna go to the place that's the best.

(without the jesus bit, because I'm not one of those Jews for Jesus.)

dodo what?

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/4556928.stm

The dodo was found, or at least its bones were. I remember this bird being discovered in the dictionary perhaps and was the creativity for a game invented a long time ago. It was also the butt of our jokes. Poor bird becoming extinct and all.

Christmas, ah.

Saw this link:

(if you like audio books, and are dutifully celebrating the upcoming holiday)
http://thepenguinpodcast.blogs.com/podcast/



Reminiscent of the story of Jesus' birth we heard on NPR. ON NPR. How's that for non-religious america.

the sun.

So. The power extends beyond friends. To mother nature! And the sun. It melted a good bit of the ice, so now it's just dirty dirty Chicago as usual. And with the sun comes happiness? We hope so.

Saw Memoirs of a Geisha. I thought it excellent. Anna thought it colorful and pretty looking. She thought it was good too, but it really was just too wonderful for words. And since we didn't know what was coming, it really makes the movie better. Happy too, making it fabulous!

the power.

Turns out friendship is a mighty fine thing. And it's power is fabulous. Thanks to all of you who really care.

Watched Sense and Sensibility, which is a good movie I suppose given that I think I've seen it before, and never took the time to finish the book. But at least I tried to read the book, and that's a good thing of course.

If only I wasn't feeling so lazy, then I could start the stack of books I've got piled all up pretty like...

Symmetry in a mate?

A BBC news article:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/health/4550000.stm

They said it was not clear whether it was the degree of symmetry itself, or an associated characteristic such as co-ordination, or the abilities needed to perform a complicated dance move - or better rhythm, was the key.

They add: "Does dance ability correlate with reproductive success? We plan to address this question with long-term data from the same study population."

Dr George Fieldman, a psychologist at Buckingham Chilterns University College who specialises in research into sexual attraction, said: "It's certainly true that people look for symmetry in a mate.

song

You've Got To Hide Your Love Away
Lennon/McCartney

Here I stand head in hand
Turn my face to the wall
If she's gone I can't go on
Feeling two foot small
Everywhere people stare
each and every day
I can see them laugh at me
And I hear them say

Hey you've got to hide your love away
Hey you've got to hide your love away

How can I even try?
I can never win
Hearing them, seeing them
In the state I'm in
How could she say to me
"Love will find a way?"
Gather round all you clowns
Let me hear you say

Hey you've got to hide your love away
Hey you've got to hide your love away

Sad

No - this isn't seasonal affective disorder. Just the regular kind. Plain ole sad, perhaps with a bit of torn up as well.

Given up?

Ah. Not so far as to say yes, however I seemed to have wholly slacked off all semester. Consider me not done, but perhaps done with the book blog. I'll just put them here to save myself the trouble :).

Semster was good, finished thank goodness, and that's perhaps the best part of all. Now home in Chicago once more with almost nothing to do.

Watched Great Expectations (BBC series) which was very interesting, and especially considering I hadn't read the book (shame on me? But Dickens is sometimes so dull.) the ending was fascinating. And good thing for the old man BBC commentator letting me know what was going on!

Read The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera while traveling home. Recommended by Kenji, but the book was most strange. And after talking to the people sitting next to me on the plane (two girls who had studied abroad in a theology school in jamaica), I almost felt bad. Such a interesting book comparing love and the love of love and so on. Maybe I did miss the point, I'll have to ask someone who's read it, unless someone wants to tell me. Oi.

And it's freezing.