Day After

I now live with a cat. It is nuzzling my forearm. Occasionally it stares up at me with the same look Sir Edmund had for mountains.

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The wedding was a unique, purposefully designed affair with no mention of religion. There were some neat tie-ins to the winter solstice. There was acknowledgement that they are each individuals whom the other cannot possess. There was none of that till death do us part nonsense. The bride and groom looked more comfortable with themselves and natural for each other than anyone else in the room, young or old.

The ceremony and reception were at Beatnik Studios, an old brick PG&E building being repurposed into an arts space -- gallery, jazz venue, whatever they find works. It was an excellent choice. Friendly, the right size, and "eclectic", whatever that's really supposed to mean. It was also chilly, but not terribly so, considering it was a two-story brick and concrete room in the depth of winter.

It was good. My boy and his partner did it well.

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Saw The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug tonight. It was heavy on Bilbo's very un-Hobbit-like behavior and light on desolation. Rather more over-the-top action than I care for. More of the franchise's usual slaughter of orcs with nary a main character getting a lethal injury. The elves were lovely. It was pretty much right in there with the Peter Jackson LoTR formula. Great dragon, give it that. I loved the ending sight of Smaug gliding towards Esgaroth.

Saw Walter Mitty on Christmas night. Lovely cinematography. Liked seeing Shirley MacLaine in a major but uncredited role. Liked Sean Penn as always. Didn't think much of the story. Walter Mitty is supposed to be a timid and hen-pecked man given to distracting fantasies. This one showed his rather heroic mettle before the film was half over, such that it was just a movie about some guy having a grand adventure. If there was a parable in the awakening of the character's true nature it was lost in the plot. I was also puzzled by the Greenlanders seeming to have either no accent or that of the Alaskan Inuit. Views of Iceland were a treat.

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I'm way behind on the moving. Today I blew off valuable time getting the tables and linen from the wedding venue, which I should have put off to tomorrow, because it turned out the rental place was closed today. Tomorrow I have to go to work. The next day I do again, and then off to our NYE adventure. So basically we've had possession for two weeks and I've only done a fraction of the moving. The bulk has to wait for next weekend. And I just realized I need to turn in my final move-in inspection tomorrow, but will be at work (or hauling my trailer to the rental place), and I can't do it now, it's one thirty in the morning. Bother, as Pooh would say. I'm pre-dating this post to keep it on Sunday and turning over to go to sleep.