Whiplash

There's a lot of blood
Considering it's a film
About jazz drumming.

Koi...Mil Gaya

E.T. plus Cocoon,
Times Sound of Music, but with
Bollywood dancing.

Wild

Some trigger warnings:
Dead mom, drugs, and worst of all,
A sad horse story.

Inherent Vice

A psychedelic
version of Raymond Chandler:
bizarre and funny.

Listing

Movies I want to see:

Stories We Tell
Inherent Vice
Before Midnight
Citizenfour
We Are the Best!
Gone Girl
Chef
Ida
Selma

My list of books I want to read is so long and unwieldy, there's no way I'll get to all of them in one lifetime. A tragedy! As Mary Ruefle says, "What book will you be reading when you die? If it’s a good one, you won’t finish it. If it’s a bad one, what a shame."

What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!

It's chilly out there--for comparison, here is the Atlantic Ocean, steaming like a sauna. The water was so beautiful this morning, sending tendrils of smoke into the cold air, surrounding the islands and lighthouses you can see when you stand on the East End Beach. Gus is in love with a little spaniel, maybe a Brittany? He wrestles her with gentle, devoted enthusiasm and guards her fiercely against the attentions of other dogs. Today she wore a sweater with a squirrel on it.

Isaac has been volunteering at the Shack this week, lending his help with the filmmaking intensive he took several times in high school. Today it was so cold that they canceled school in the city (some of the buses wouldn't start at 6am).

Zoë studies Sanskrit every day, works on Kannada and grad school applications, and puts off plunging into her thesis. Last night we went to see Wild, which we both liked--I enjoyed it a bit more than she did, if by "enjoyed" you mean "bawled." Today she is getting acupunctured, at my insistence. I hope she loves it as much as I do!

Work on our kitchen is at a temporary standstill, as things like eating biscuits and drinking coffee and taking chilly walks and playing games and doing billable work seem to be taking precedence right now. Actually, Mark and I hastily installed a section of backer board (where the subway tile will go) the other day, then stepped back and realized it was completely crooked. We have to slow down and do it again, slow down and put up the rest of it, paint the moulding, install the moulding, and then get to tiling. And then, and only then, will we start contemplating CABINETS and COUNTERTOP and a new SINK, perhaps!

Rabbit rabbit!

Rabbit rabbit, and happy 2015, my dear friends!


"New Year’s Day--
everything is in blossom!
I feel about average."

-- Kobayashi Issa