September 13th, 2009

green little review

Poem for Sunday

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We had planned to go downtown on Saturday, but two things got in the way. One was an invitation for Adam to celebrate his best friend's birthday by seeing G.I. Joe and going out for lunch; the other was the discovery that both the triathlon and Dick Armey's army of the misled would be right in the areas where we wanted to be. My main objectives were to see the Tale of Shuten Doji exhibit at the Sackler, which closes after next weekend, and to visit the George Washington National Masonic Memorial, which I expect will be mobbed for the foreseeable future after The Lost Symbol comes out on Tuesday. The latter may be a lost cause -- I'm sure we'll get there eventually, I'm just hoping Dan Brown doesn't feature it prominently because I read The Da Vinci Code on the plane to London the first time we went and promptly insisted that we had to visit Temple Church. Parade has the prologue excerpted in Sunday's issue and the Masonic Temple near the White House features prominently, so I'm inclined to think the rumors that the book concerns DC and Freemasonry are true.

Adam liked G.I. Joe and I'm afraid I must fire my friends list because how come not one of you reminded me that Christopher Eccleston was in it? I shall have to see it on DVD now, sigh. Adam was pretty sure I would find it less objectionable than Iron Man and The Dark Knight, at any rate -- he told me the entire plot complete with special effects sounds and spoilers, but he was talking so fast that I missed everything but the "WHA-WHA-WHA-WHA" gestures for the martial arts -- and had a great time, since they had pizza and Coke as a snack during the film, then went for a paddleboat ride afterward before going for sushi for lunch. By the time he got home, we figured we should go get the haircuts everyone was overdue for several weeks ago, so we did that and stopped in the store for grocery necessities.

Around this, we watched part of the Wisconsin game (Badgers! Badgers!) and most of the Michigan game -- the latter a dilemma for me because I generally root against both Michigan and Notre Dame, but Michigan made it exciting enough that I didn't mind their unranked team winning so much -- and though we didn't see any of the Maryland game but highlights, the Terps won in overtime. In the evening we watched Kiki's Delivery Service because we were all in the mood for it and hadn't seen it since the kids were little -- as Miyazaki goes, I really love that one. Now we have the end of the Trojans-Buckeyes on and I don't care who wins because I don't root for either much. (No comment on the Clijsters-Williams match because I didn't see it; I've liked Clijsters making a comeback, but what a crummy way for a match to end.) So not a bad day, though a quiet one. Perhaps the highlight was early in the morning as Adam left to volunteer at Hebrew school, though, when Paul raced back into the house to tell me that there was a deer in the grass just past our parking spot:

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