and there was a thing about the new siff center

i'm writing this at siff cinema. with Bianca, doing the thing i dreamed of doing all summer.

i am the proud owner of a full series pass for 2009. i made my saving throw against bargains and did not buy any $5 leftover t-shirts. i am full of McMenamn's cheesburger and sweet potato fries. soon i will hear about the plans for more permanent siff digs at Seattle Center.

this is one of those brilliant final days before the dark is truly opressive. i walked from work through Seattle Center in the coming twilight, and the grass was bright green while the path was littered with yellow leaves. too cool for shirtsleeves, too warm for a hat. McCaw hall was full of candlelight, the lobby restaurant setting up for the dance performance tonight. there are shows at the Rep, the Intiman, and Zinzanni too, so there are people everywhere on the way to something.

at some point McMenamin's added a european table, so i sat with three other groups and read and eavesdropped. i wanted to hear more of the art (music? not sure) teacher's story about pushy goth grandma, but they needed to get to a show.

i don't know if i really want to see the film tonight, which is some French Christmas comedy. but i do feel it's my duty to pre-screen it for e_bourne since Mattieu Almaric is in it.

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and a good thing i did. that movie, Un Conte de Noel, sucked. perhaps if it had been billed as an arty family drama with a couple laughs, i would have been prepared. we never learned more about any of the main characters, and the one who did perhaps change by the end of the film? i have no idea why. plus i had to watch a bone marrow draw. all the aisle seats were taken, so i had to sit through to the pointless Shakespeare-quoting end. in spite of all the incredible acting talent, epic fail.

but hey, i'm writing this on the bus. that's pretty cool.

and there was a thing about the new siff center

i'm writing this at siff cinema. with Bianca, doing the thing i dreamed of doing all summer.

i am the proud owner of a full series pass for 2009. i made my saving throw against bargains and did not buy any $5 leftover t-shirts. i am full of McMenamn's cheesburger and sweet potato fries. soon i will hear about the plans for more permanent siff digs at Seattle Center.

this is one of those brilliant final days before the dark is truly opressive. i walked from work through Seattle Center in the coming twilight, and the grass was bright green while the path was littered with yellow leaves. too cool for shirtsleeves, too warm for a hat. McCaw hall was full of candlelight, the lobby restaurant setting up for the dance performance tonight. there are shows at the Rep, the Intiman, and Zinzanni too, so there are people everywhere on the way to something.

at some point McMenamin's added a european table, so i sat with three other groups and read and eavesdropped. i wanted to hear more of the art (music? not sure) teacher's story about pushy goth grandma, but they needed to get to a show.

i don't know if i really want to see the film tonight, which is some French Christmas comedy. but i do feel it's my duty to pre-screen it for e_bourne since Mattieu Almaric is in it.

***

and a good thing i did. that movie, Un Conte de Noel, sucked. perhaps if it had been billed as an arty family drama with a couple laughs, i would have been prepared. we never learned more about any of the main characters, and the one who did perhaps change by the end of the film? i have no idea why. plus i had to watch a bone marrow draw. all the aisle seats were taken, so i had to sit through to the pointless Shakespeare-quoting end. in spite of all the incredible acting talent, epic fail.

but hey, i'm writing this on the bus. that's pretty cool.