Thursday, January 31, 2008
With a hearty GNNOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRK I welcomed my 35th birthday this morning, deep (again) in some horrendous terminal illness. I saw "Atonement" the other night and I think I'm about as charming as the scene of the wounded from Dunkirk, where everyone's expelling ugly-looking fluids from every orifice. Since, of course, nothing's going to stop me from drinking tonight, I would presume that 35 years and one day will be the extent of my time on this planet.
Haven't done much with vacation, which is no bad thing. Part of it's been because the last few days have been sorta illness-dominated, partly because I'm just relaxing, partly because it's been pretty cold and it's hard to get yourself up to go and take pictures of old buildings when it's 35 degrees and windy.
I did see a few movies -- "Scarface" and "Atonement," sort of opposite ends of the spectrum. "Scarface" is kind of ridiculously fun (I've started to watch it before, but, uh, I was always really drunk), quotable in that cult film way, over-the-top violence that seems cartoonish now. "Atonement" was beautiful and sad as hell, some gaping holes in the plot but with good performances, and for a two-hour-plus movie, it zipped along.
Also have gone out to see a fair amount of hockey, last night's Thrashers-Penguins game and Sunday's All-Star Game. At the latter, while wandering around aimlessly before the game, some guys doing a radio show loudly proclaimed my jersey (HC Velvana Kladno, '99-'00) the best they'd seen all day. Sadly, that was probably my greatest achievement of 2008 to date.