September 3rd, 2005

little review

Poem for Saturday

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We are, in theory, going to my in-laws to the weekend by way of the Baltimore Zoo, then going Sunday to the Pennsylvania Renaissance Festival. I say "in theory" because if it appears that there is going to be a gas crisis (which there was in parts of Maryland today, after a rumor went around that all gas stations would close at 4 p.m.), we may not drive so far. We should only need to refill the tank once for this trip, but even once makes me nervous right now. I got an e-mail today from the woman who owns Sea Shell City, who had found my photos of the Discover Sea Museum and asked why I didn't have pictures of the hermit crabs or shell souvenirs. So I tried to take photos of the painted Discover Sea Museum cowrie shell and the tall ship treasure box I bought there, but had Cinnamon barge into pretty much every photo. Here is a typical example of what I got, in which she is trying to bite the American flag off the mast of the ship:

In this state of uncertainty I did not drive at all today (the place where I bought gas for $3.01 now having it for $3.29) but stayed home, wrote my review of "Shore Leave" (an episode of staggeringly slashy proportions though I kept that low-key in the review, as I want to save my real K/S ammunition for "Amok Time," "The Empath" and others that absolutely demand it), briefly discussed New Orleans as Sisko's birthplace and a city whose cultural mix exemplifies IDIC in the Site Columns, picked up younger son and a friend from school while older son went to the pool with my father, tracked down a cheap copy of a book on color-correction using Photoshop that I desperately want but sells for $40 new and watched the first episode of the fourth season of Dawson's Creek while folding laundry. Watching this show through for the second time, things that seem thematically jarring make more kicking off a season with an episode that begins and ends without the title character. God knows I never want to read another article about Katie Holmes' fiance but I can't manage to hold that against Joey Potter, which I guess is all to the good.

We had dinner with my parents and discussed Bar Mitzvah plans for older son, who has very little input himself right now as he has only been to one Bar Mitzvah (Conservative, and he was very unhappy as he knew none of the kids). We had moved the date in 2006 from a Saturday night at the end of September between the High Holy Days to a Saturday morning at the beginning of September right after school starts, so now we are trying to figure out how many of our friends, our parents' friends, etc. we want to invite vs. who we really need to invite regardless of sentiment. Son does not want a band, nor a dance, nor any girls, but of course that could change radically in the next twelve months. Doing it in Israel is cost-prohibitive even though I think that would be everyone's first choice, so we are on to Plan B...

fannish5 is favorite superhero movies and I don't think I have five. fridayfiver has organizations supporting New Orleans instead of questions this week, so I recommend visiting the community if you haven't already made contact with the Red Cross, Florida Hurricane Relief Fund, etc. (note: I do not condone donations to the Salvation Army, ever -- an organization that evangelizes to the people it helps and that refuses to hire gay employees in the name of the personal brand of Christianity they proselytize -- we give to AmVets and Value Village as well as our synagogue). But I can do thefridayfive: Collapse )