What went before — Tuesday: Saw Disclosure Day.
I have … mixed feelings.
On the one hand — looks pretty, gets on its bike and rides, and — granting that I have no idea what it means — the actors did a good job. And a plea for empathy is always in order, especially now, when empathy — Well. Paraphrasing Gabriel in Good Omens 2: If we have empathy, how will we know who won?
There are two Steven Spielberg movies that have been benchmarks of their kind for me, since forever: one was ET, the other was Close Encounters.
I really liked ET even knowing at the time that the storyteller entertained a vastly more positive view of humanity than I did.
Close Encounters? Made me nuts on so many levels.
Disclosure Day sits in the middle — ET‘s earnest belief that innocence and goodwill shall triump; and Close Encounters’ Imma scrape every nerve you have and leave you shaking with rage.
There was some good storytelling, and some o-so-stupid storytelling born of sheer wishful thinking on the part of the storyteller.
On the plus side, a bit of the movie was set in Sykesville Maryland, which happens to be in my old neighborhood. “Silver Spring 20 miles.”
Gotta go get something to eat.
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Man, the car’s GPS hates Bath. I dunno, maybe it gets its brains scrambled by all the noise and metal and whatnot at the Iron Works.
I’m somewhat chagrined to find that, after a lifetime of people asking me if my blood pressure was always this low? It’s now high enough to require drugs — lisinopril, which Steve took, though a lesser dose, because it was treating a different condition.
I did have a very pleasant drive coming and going, down Rte 197 and thoseways along rivers and past lakes, through a pretty day with a blue sky. I did stop at the Maine Maritime Museum and took a stroll around the grounds to both soothe my temper (ref uneasy relationship between GPS and Bath), and enjoy the day before driving home.
Chores have been done, and I’m getting ready to knock off for the day.
And tomorrow — I write.
How’s everybody doing?
Good idea, taking a break to enjoy something nice and relatively restful on such a busy day filled with useful but stressful activity. Driving is no fun, even though it’s often necessary. Glad you got some good medication to handle the problem, I hope it works as well for you as it does for me.