2004-05-22 - 11:23 p.m.

Taking a little time out from typing the next chapter of "Motion to Deactivate" to spend time with family and friends by watching movies together:

Watched "Legally Blonde" with my mom last night. Okay, so it's a goofy chick flick, and the plot is a leetle predictable, but Reese Witherspoon as Elle Woods carried it off very well! Sure, her character is a bit ditzy, but she's smart in her own way: intuitive, obvservant, a real people-reader. It made me laugh when I needed a laugh.

And Mark came over tonight for a visit: he meant to bring one of his home-made DVDs, but... the disk was not in the case. So instead -- and Mark always has a movie back-up plan -- we rented "Timeline" which I have been wanting to see. Damn the idiotic critics: for a movie based on a Michael Chrichton novel (which occasionally can be a bit heavy on the science and light on the fiction), it really works! The script put more emphasis on the characters than the novels tend to, and the acting was top notch. And since Frances O'Connor, aka "Monica Swinton" to us "A.I." geeks, was in it as a female archaeologist working on the excavation of a French monastery, I came up with another "You Know You've Watched 'A.I.' Too Many Times When..." one-liner:

You're watching "Timeline" and you're wondering why Monica is looking for David in 14th century France.

[Drooling] And oh yes, Lambert Wilson in a supporting role, as the commander of the French army. He looks better with his hair brushed forward and that slightly weak chin concealed with a Van Dyke beard. And he looks utterly dashing in armor.... If the Wachowskis ever run a second "Matrix" trilogy like it's been rumored, and they bring back the Merovingian, they better give him a sword fight scene: give Lambert a sword and he can kick some major metal-covered butt with it! (And, oh yes, Ms. O'Connor was lucky enough to get a smooch from him, albeit a big wet "Merci!" kind of smooch but...) [/Drooling]

This came after a major bad day: Part of me is beginning to suspect I'm getting phased out of Market Basket, unless Mr. Lereaux can give me some hours. But hopefully, they'll let me have Tuesday night off since...

My parents' thirtieth wedding anniversary party is that night. I'd almost forgotten that it's this soon. Gotta get my hair trimmed and do my nails -- yes, black to go with the dress: I might add some of my mother's gold polish over it to make it look different.

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