I will be posting this shit pretty much every few hours until it stops snowing or I die of frostbite from going out in the snow to take video. WHICHEVER COMES FIRST.
Seriously today ended up being AWESOME. My friend Brandon called and he was going out of his mind, too, so he decided to take the bus over to my place and we’d watch a movie. It’s not the same as cuddling up with a boyfriend to watch a movie, but it was way better than being alone. Before he came over, I took Leo up to the deck to check out the snow. There was a family up there: a dad, his three young sons and his girlfriend. The girlfriend had a little Pom named Bella who had a pink knitted sweater that matched Leo’s blue one! The girl and I started talking and she was very cool, and we played in the snow with the little boys, who were having a snowball fight. I stayed up there with them for about half an hour. I felt like a part of a little family, it was so much fun! I was so happy! I took some pics with my cell phone — see? I had friends! I wasn’t lonely! I loved every minute of it.
Brandon came over around 9. The only movie I had around the house that neither of us had seen was Al Pacino’s 88 Minutes. I’d been warned that this was easily the worst movie Al Pacino had ever made, but it was all we had, and there was no way we were venturing out to Blockbuster. We had no idea what we were in for. If we’d known, we probably would have stared at the wall for two hours instead. It’s worth noting that not only is this the worst movie Al Pacino’s made, it’s also the worst movie Alicia Witt, Leelee Sobieski, Neal McDonough, Amy Brenneman and a slew of other generally competent actors have made. “I feel like I’m watching footage of the table read,” I told Brandon. “They’re not even trying,” he agreed. Honestly, nothing about this movie worked. Nothing. The acting was embarrassing, the script was awful, the editing was off. Even the score was bad, and I never notice shit like that, but it was so bad that I noticed. The plot didn’t make any sense. To say the characters were poorly developed would be an insult to poorly developed characters everywhere. The ending was phenomenally stupid, and I can’t believe the actors didn’t just walk off the set. I can’t believe any of them took this script in the first place. These are good actors with good agents. How does this happen? How this movie got produced is one of the great mysteries of the history of Hollywood. But it was kind of enjoyable to watch with a friend, because we ended up laughing a lot just making fun of it.
After the movie was over and we’d both stopped gaping at the television, trying to comprehend how anyone let it get past a test audience, I made him come back outside with me, where I made additional videos and photos. It was still snowing, even harder now. There were tons of people upstairs this time. Everyone came up to check out the snowstorm. I guess shit like this never happens in Seattle. Leo was practically drowning in snow as he ran around. I was so excited! Here are some pics from that — you can make out a tiny bit of the Space Needle in the second one:
One thing I noticed is that it was really really bright up on the deck, even though it wasn’t any better lit than usual. I hypothesized that the snow flakes were reflecting light, and my hypothesis was confirmed when Brandon, who grew up in Wisconsin, said “Yeah, that’s correct.” See, Mom? All that education wasn’t for nothing! I may have a job that doesn’t even require a high-school diploma, but I’ll be damned if I can’t think up some smart shit every now and then! I couldn’t believe what a difference it made. That deck is usually super dark at night — I keep telling them to install additional lighting, in fact, because sometimes it’s so dark I can’t find my dog — but most of these pics weren’t even taken with flash. At 11:30 at night! IN. SANE.
Now it’s midnight. I took my sleeping pills half an hour ago — after Brandon left before they shut down the bus service — and I’m hoping I can get to sleep before getting depressed. It’s really been a good day and I want it to end happy! I loooove the snow!!! I would totally move to Alaska except I don’t want Sarah Palin to be my governor. Remember that old commercial for Disneyland where the kids are trying to sleep the night before Disneyland and the dad’s all like, “Go to sleep!” and the little boy wriggles around and is like “I’m too excited to sleep!”? That’s how I feel right now. I’m too excited to sleep! The snow is SO MUCH FUN!!!
