Playing catchup

Last Thursday, I left work early and met a few friends at 4 p.m. to drive into Virginia to catch the Third Day/David Crowder concert at the Patriot Center. It was scheduled to start at 7 p.m. so we we decided to grab some dinner. We walked into Red Lobster at 5:30... not a brilliant idea, because we ended up missing the first half of the show. We had the slowest waiter ever. The part of the show I caught though was very enjoyable. I'm a big Third Day fan. I was afraid they would only play their newer songs, but thankfully about 50% of what they played was their older superior stuff. Pictures were taken but not with my camera. I'll have to beg a few pics off Beverly.

Speaking of music, KT Tunstall's debut album Eye to the Telescope is good. I really like about 3 or 4 of the songs on it. You should check it out.

I totally haven't been getting my money's worth out of Netflix lately. So I watched two movies this weekend. The first, a foreign film called Zelary, I won't go into much because no one I know actually enjoys a good movie with subtitles and I'll be again opening myself to ridicule by the people who know me. (The first 75% of the movie was great and you should rent it if you're into the Gestapo, WWII, harsh reality, and beautiful scenery all balled up in a romance. Good stuff.)

I finally watched the classic An Affair to Remember after having it for close to a month. Yeah, Netflix loves me. No quick turnover for me. I loved the movie... probably because I adore Cary Grant. And, of course, I shed a tear at the end. Viewing the movie in this day and age, Deborah Kerr's character almost seems unreal. You know the part where Cary Grant is upset that Kerr didn't show up? She doesn't want him to know about the accident so she quietly accepts his anger. Uh, uh. That wouldn't fly with today's woman. But that is part of what is so beautiful about the classics. Call me old-fashioned but women back then were a class act. Then again, so were the men.

I ran into a guy from high school on Sunday. He was quite, you know... the skinny guy with glasses who was sort of geeky. I always liked him and I keep running into him every few years. It's funny how people change in the span of ten years. He's filled out quite well. He's got a beautiful wife and seems happy. It's amazing what a little stubble and self-confidence will do for a person. Our 10-year high school reunion is this spring so we chatted a bit about that. It's being held on the top floor of a local restaurant and there isn't elevator access so I've got a real good reason not to go. I wouldn't mind seeing a few people from high school but I wouldn't mind NOT seeing them either.

Why do so many of the male Ice Dancers at the Olympics have longish hair? One of the guys actually looks like his female partner. Same hair color/length/cut. It's freaky. I wouldn't be able to distinguish between them if she wasn't wearing a skirt. I expect that kind of shagginess out of those wacko snowboarders, but not really the ice skaters.

All of my posts now are probably going to be all jumbled like this. Are posts supposed to stick with one theme? I think not. This is my part of the Internet. I can do whatever I want. And maybe covering all kinds of topics will give you all at least something to comment on, eh?