March 11th, 2003


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On this day in 1942, General Douglas MacArthur left the Philippines for Australia, vowing: "I shall return." Also, ten years ago today, North Korea withdrew from the Nuclear Non-Proliferation Treaty in a harsh rebuff of Western demands to open suspected nuclear weapons development sites for inspection. And happy birthday to Rupert Murdoch, who turns 72 today.

Note to Stalin: if you stand *in* your food dish while meowing at me to fill it, I can't feed you.

Sunday afternoon was Bath Day, which (asides from doctor visits, one of which we get next Monday) is Zoe's least favorite day, apparently. I hope she hasn't inherited my hydrophobia (fear of water, not rabies.) Sunday night was Pasta Plus dinner with the whole family, as younger sister and her fiancee have now officially moved back from Phoenix. They do not regret their experiment, which is good, and he already has his old job lined up, which is better.

Monday held a nice expensive Costco trip (but I got both X-Men 1.5 and the Stargate director's cut.) After a couple movies (reviews to follow in another post) and some surprisingly non-stellar food from Beijing, we caught another excellent episode of Samurai Jack ('Three Tales.') I can't get enough of that show.

Oh, and we're considering clubbing this Thursday, since next Thursday is a concert. Anyone else gonna make it?

Fortune Cookie: "A friend is a present you give yourself."


I doubt anyone else is still playing NationStates, but my one country (Cobra Island) is 17th (out of over 88K countries) in size of military. My *other* country (Brotherhood) is 44th... from the bottom of the list. (Only 43 countries have a smaller military.) Yay me! Anyways.

Requiem for a Dream:
Much like Dancer in the Dark, this is a very-well constructed film I am glad I saw, but I doubt I will watch it again. It's very rough. Thirty minutes in, I was like, 'man, I don't know why everyone was warning me about this movie.' By the end, I had no doubts. They should show this movie in middle school, to convince kids not to use drugs. Or watch porn. Quality aside, I think I like Aronofsky's Pi better.

Velvet Goldmine:
On the other hand, Velvet Goldmine lived up to all the hype I heard about it. Ostensibly a tale of a fictional version of David Bowie, this movie has the best opening I have seen in a film in a long while. It took some time for me to get used to the time-jumping aspects of the film. And a great cast! (Izzard, MacGregor, Bale, etc.)

Now, this film was just awful. I mean, I wasn't expecting Shakespeare or anything, but I'm really having a problem justifying anyone ever seeing this, unless you're dedicated to seeing every movie starring someone from the Whedon-verse. It was pretty dang terrible and forgettable, and not in an amusing fashion.