StevenLaura

Silent Night
Last night after celebrating Christmas with my family, Steve and I enjoyed Christmas mass at the local (three blocks away) Catholic church. It was beautiful. Although not Catholic, there was something that just seemed "right" about worshiping with this community, with people I went to school with, friends I hadn't seen in years and students I had taught while teaching in the area. The mass was beautiful, uplifting, and just what I needed to put my worship where it belonged that Christmas Eve(ning).

Oh how beautiful, oh how holy.

Serenity came out on DVD yesterday

Steve and I watched it last night (got it from Blockbuster, didn't buy it, which I think is a good thing).
It was a fun movie, but no where NEAR as cool as Firefly, and Firefly (the T.V. series) sort of fizzled out at the end. I loved the first nine or so episodes, and then in the last few, it sort of died.

That said, I do still hope the TV series is revived. Steve assures me it probably won't be, but here's hoping.

My critique of the movie: The movie had a lot of extra special effects not in the TV show. That was cool. And River had some awesome moves. It was definiately entertaining, but the movie lacked in character development (most of which was done in the TV series) and the light-hearted humor in the face of danger, two things at which the TV show excelled. If I hadn't watched the TV show previously, I'm not sure I would have enjoyed the movie nearly as much.

That said, watch Firefly. It's worth it. And then, AFTER you've done that, watch Serenity, it's fun.

FINALS ARE DONE!!!!

Friday I celebrated by making a Swedish Tea Ring. Yesterday we celebrated by Christmas shopping, and making fudge, and today we celebrated by having friends over, playing Settlers of Catan, and (after the friends had left) watching a bad Will Smith movie (Wild Wild West), crocheting (me) and reading (Steve).


It's nice to be done.

You know you've lived in the digital age too long when...

You unplug your Christmas tree lights, walk toward the door, realize that you really would prefer having the lights plugged in, but the thought in your head as you turn around isn't
"Naw, I should plug them back in," but rather:

"edit, undo."

Yes, these were my thoughts.

Yes, I realize how sad it is.

Am I the only one? Perhaps the rest of you are more tech savy than me and think "Ctrl Z" instead.

What's with spam or junk mail dating their e-mails to 1969?
Don't they realize that most people KNOW that there was NO e-mail in 1969? Thus, we know instantly that it's spam?

Crazy. Anyone have any enlightening thoughts on this?

In other news, one final (the important one) down, one (the "I'm acing this course and I could care less about my grade") final left. Feels good to be "done"!