As predicted, I got whatever Abbie had. I've been sick.
I saw a new movie lately! Dragonfly, with Kevin Costner. I can see why it got decent reviews. Costner's acting limitations were barely noticeable. Although, his character was not exactly the glowing type, and could probably have been played by any man, and some large animals, many with better success. But that's okay. It wasn't a bad little film. Once again, though, I was annoyed at the blurb's saying that it had a "surprising twist". Really, folks, if you want me to be surprised at your little twist, then don't spend screen time meticulously setting it up! Really! I had it figured out half way through the film. But - I was entertained. I'm calling it...Un-bad. I give it a solid C. If you haven't got anything better to do with your time, you should give it a watch. But most of us have better things to do.
I also watched Akira Kurusawa's Dreams again. It was wonderful, of course, but I would like to mention that I have serious doubts that Kurusawa really dreams that slowly. Dang! My dreams have a significantly lower attention span. I suspect many minutes were added for the sake of art.
I have some new positions I want to apply for, so that is good. I got a very pretty rejection from Lindenwood. Ah! So nice. They are, in fact, the only ones from this last round of applications to respond at all. A tricky complication is that two of the positions I want to apply for are at the place where the girl who didn't like me works. I swear, one look was all it took, and I could tell I was wasting my time, no matter what my resume did or didn't say. I still don't know what was wrong with the way I looked. I wasn't inappropriately or indecently dressed. It was all over before I said anything, so it couldn't be my voice... Well, nothing I can do, so no point in wondering, really. But I wonder if I should mail my information in this time, instead....
Forgive me for speaking, for a moment, about something that has always bothered me, but especially since I have been frequently exposed to it this summer: The Inner Envelope Problem. Wedding invitations traditionally consist of an exterior envelope, with address and stamp, and an inner envelope which actually holds the invitation and whatever excess pamphleture the host and hostess have inflicted on the recipient. Somewhere along the line, it was noticed that the inner envelope was quite possibly a waste of fancy paper that could be otherwise put to use for the printing of resumes, etc. The solution? No more inner envelope. However, in our evident haste to conserve, we have neglected something of import: The function of the inner envelope. The inner envelope, as I'm sure you all know, besides encasing the precious invitation and all associated glitter in a clean, pristine, womblike shell, untouched by the base hands of the United States Postal Service, also carries information relevant to the invitation. That is, the names of those invited. For instance, if the outer envelope were addressed to: The Magill Family, the inner would read: Uncle Phil, Aunt Lil, and Baby Jill. This summer, I have been invited to many weddings. None of these invitations included the inner envelope. None of them said "Family" on the outside, either. In the case of one, I knew my children were invited, but as for the others...it has been my extremely awkward duty to ask. Do you know how horrible that is? It's so rude! I feel like I am requesting that members of my family be invited who were not originally, and I feel like a creep. The moral of this story is simple: If you insist on taking away the inner envelope, please, please, PLEASE address the outer envelope with the names of all your intended guests. Writer's cramp, be damned. Suck it up. All brides get writer's cramp. Just wait until you're doing the Thank You notes. You were going to write Thank You notes, right?
No new news here, that I can recall. I've heard from my cousin Hannah, and Uncle Pete, and Brother....not my parents, though. They are still on vacation. Their dogs are still pretty happy. My house smells overwhelmingly of dog. I have plans to have the carpets steam cleaned after they return home. In fact, I'm going to do a serious cleaning of the whole house.
Today is so hot that Grant's T-ball game has been postponed. Summer, you know.
I wish something happy would arrive for me in the mail. ..but I have no reason to expect it at present. Maybe I should order some books? Just kidding. I will behave.
I hope you are all having a good start to your week.
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