had a yard sale yesterday and luckily K&L showed up to keep me company. i also had my iPod and a procession of neighbors and further afield treasure seekers who came to claim some of mine and #1 Band B****'s unwanted things. They had been crowding our attic and for as much time as I like to spend in the attic (who doesn't when their mind is a crowded and loud place?) it was getting overwhelming. time to clear it out.
got rid of a bunch of stuff...but a warning to you out there: Goodwill doesn't take mirrors and featherbeds! the former because "some kid will knock it over and we'll have a huge mess to clean up" and the latter because....well, now that i've thought about it...would they be able to sell a featherbed that's had people sleeping together and, uh.....sleeping together, on it?
i got chatted up at my own yard sale. Jeff, a neighbor from down the street rolled up on his bike and immediately asked if i was single. then he asked if the 2 women that were with me were single. when all the answers were "no" he proceeded, undaunted and asked, "do you have any single friends?" i didn't know what to say, so i said "i don't have any friends." is that true? what a bizarre thing to say. i admired his persistence. we chatted pleasantly about the neighborhood and gardening until he hopped on his cycle and rode away. maybe there are some single ladies down the block.
#1 Band B**** was out running sound for some Christians in Frederick at a festival yesterday and was the tiredest i've ever seen a man when he got home. it scared me--he probably fell asleep on the road a few times. but i had a quiet evening to myself and managed to expend very little energy by blitzing out in front of the telly. without cables or satellite dishes to flick through hundreds of channels (my favorite pastime at my parents' house, until, of course, i happen upon a Law and Order episode), my choices last night were: Chicago (with commercials) and Judgement at Nuremberg (with no commercials.) I love PBS. I love their commercials and I love their programming. And I'm putting it out there: I'm grateful for the work they do, because those of us with only 5 channels are happy to have an alternative. I have not seen Judgment at Nuremberg, and jumped in in the middle, so I've put it on my Netflix list so I can try again. I'm not sure if I'm a Spencer Tracy fan because, honestly, I've not seen enough of his flix. But here's what struck me--I liked Chicago....and would have watched it again, with commercials....but Judgement at Nuremberg kept luring me back and now I want to see the whole thing.
it was a nice alternative as well to watching the DVD extras on the movie I finished up earlier in the day: Sophie Scholl: the Final Days. A disheartening account about Sophie and her brother, Hans, and their swift execution. I knew the ending, but was surprised when they were guilliotined. (sp?) Among the stupidity, inhumanity and brutality of capital punishment--especially for their "crime," i was shocked that they weren't hung. I was expecting to see a hanging. But they were beheaded. When was this....1939? Amazing.
As usual, the thing to which i'm paying most attention is the score. i liked Sophie Scholl's. Including songs by Billie Holliday and Ella Fitzgerald, the original music was by these guys:
Nice use of timpani. I always like a good timpani. Also, I just looked up the film on imdb.com (the reason I got it originally was Julia Jentsch, who i had seen in a great film, The Edukators)....the Nazi resistance group called the White Rose.....the Scholls were executed in 1943. my mistake!
I liked, especially, Christopher Probst's final quote in the film "it wasn't in vain." After watching this and Children of Men....it's difficult to look around this country and what we're doing all up in other people's business and wonder, is this true?
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