Ellen (ennienyc) wrote,

I was feeling accomplished on Tuesday because I did laundry. For me to do anything early in the morning is unusual, and the wash was in around 8:15 a.m. I've been running it twice to avoid allergic reactions. The drier didn't work the first time. Grr. I removed the soaking wet load and put up a sign. The second drier only required 30 minutes (sometimes I have to run it longer). I still need to put everything away. In fact, I never really put away the last batch so I can just add more to the pile of clean laundry.

It's crunch time for 2 different jobs, and there's a third one due next week. I'm in good shape on LA Times puzzles but not on the others.

"Lady Chatterley" was showing Monday night at MoMA with the director present, so that would have been a good time to inaugurate my membership and have a break from the nonstop Spirit Awards screenings from now through next Friday. But nooooo, I managed to talk myself out of it (lazy). So I may be complaining about the nonstop screenings.

According to the web, MoMA makes you check all large bags, and the new bag I'm using as a pocketbook is over their limits. I don't know if this applies if you're just seeing a movie after hours. I hope not. I put a plastic bag in there in case I need to remove my valuables after checking the bag. This assumes they let me carry the plastic bag. I hope this isn't another Housing Works Bookstore situation, where I'll have to boycott them, which won't be good since I paid to join.

The venue for the Spirit Awards screenings has no bag restrictions, and after a few days off I was back last night to see:

"Waitress" - the spectre of Adrienne Shelley's murder hung over this good-natured movie. The bad husband could have been a lot worse, and everyone was just so nice. There is a lot of delicious-looking food, so it wasn't a good idea to go on an empty stomach. I had been at the NYT previously and had time to go to the cafeteria, but nothing on the limited dinner menu appealed to me so I waited until after the movies to eat.

"I'm Not There" - I always say I'm smart but not an intellectual, and maybe you have to be an intellectual to enjoy this film. I know the 60s and I know about Bob Dylan and I still didn't fully understand what was going on. Maybe you have to be on drugs. It seemed like one long trip. The movie looked and sounded great, but I just wanted it to be over. Many prominent names took part, and John Sloss and our friends at Cinetic were heavily involved. But sorry, not for me. I laughed at "The Graduate" nod of a small bellhop saying "Good evening, Mr. Gladstone."

As a nonintellectual, I've read most of Sidney Sheldon's books, and just finished "The Best Laid Plans." "This book is dedicated to you," it says, similar to when I was Time's person of the year. My vision appreciated the large, widely-spaced print which made it a fast read. Since I'm alternating several books and magazines, I usually read a few pages at a time, but in this case I went all the way through. Not in one sitting, but pretty close. Sure, it was fairly predictable and the characters were one-dimensional, but somehow I was hooked.

Also read "The Memoirs of Bambi Goldbloom, Or, Growing Up in New Jersey" by Linda Sunshine. Growing up in Great Neck around the same time as this character, I could really relate. Very funny, a keeper.

The old US Magazine I was reading reported the engagement of Charlie Sheen and Brooke Mueller. With his track record, why would anyone want to marry this guy? Current news shows they're still engaged.

Siena College called with a poll asking if I would increase or decrease state funding for various health care items. I complained that since I didn't know the current level of funding, I had no idea if I'd want more or less funding, and hung up. Poorly designed poll (hey, I took a survey research course in grad school).

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