hello scifi future

Last night we were all sitting in a bar. While pop wonders of the last 15 years played in prelude to karoke, the big screen TV was set to a CBS special on the Beslan hostage crisis. There was something indescribable about watching people run and scream in terror, racing to cars with limp and bloodied children in their arms amidst fire and explosion. I listened to this girl sing an Evanescence song while the camera panned over a postboard card signed "Love - from Columbine High School" and closed in on a woman pressed up against the brick wall weeping. I had this feeling, as if I were ten again and reading distopian science fiction in the middle of the night under covers.

Victor Yushchenko took his oath of office today. It's a funny thing, that I feel more positive for the Ukraine right now than I do for us.

I must get out to the bookstore today to pick up some things. I found someone to trade with for a bottle of Snow White, one of the BPAL limited editions I didn't order. Exciting! I was not willing to pay some of the outrageous amounts I saw on ebay or forum auctions, so I'm so glad I found this.

Query Letters I Love is the most fun I've had with a blog in some time. Movie ideas so bad and wrong you might never stop laughing. I especially like the one about the island of super models invaded by evil killer plushies. Bwahahaha. All my film lovng friends should enjoy this.

The Florescent Shaded Teddy Bear Murders: An island community of Millionaire supermodels must overcome their vanity when giant, ravenous teddy bears threaten their quirky lifestyle. Sparkle Island, a place of grotesque wealth where locals use "cosmetic genetics" to eliminate every flaw in their appearance, celebrate Tickle Festivals to relish the euphoria of hysterical laughter and thrill their pets with the sport of bungee jumping. The unattractive in this world fight for the leftover crumbs of opportunity, as success is primarily given to beauty before talent. Paradise is thrown into a blender when fanged beasts of plush mysteriously arrive to chow down on the gorgeous elite, leaving the less-attractive-hell, let's just call them ugly-labor force untouched. Police search the town in their limousines for clues, a military with questionable motive enters the fray, led by a Commander armed with lethal PEZ dispensers. But it's the town princess and ugly accordion virtuoso who discover the bears' origin: a paltry, balding scientist who created them as revenge for not getting a promised genetic makeover that would finally give him beauty and inclusion among the island's royalty."

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We had a nice lunch that included tomato basil soup and potato galette at La Madeline this afternoon. Tyler, Melynda and Micha ate baked potato soup. We discussed Melynda's incredibly dim coworker, she who did not know that Joe was short for Joseph or the meaning of the word dishearten. I wonder how people like that survive, much less end up as President.

Afterwards, we trundled over to the Borders across the street so I could pick up some paperbacks and we could play cards in their cafe. Two games of Shanghai Rummy produced innumerable quips, bad jokes and groans. It was quite loud in the cafe, and we heard a number of cell phone ring tones. By far the best, or worst, came from a middle aged man sitting near the back. He had his headphones on and was working on his laptop so his phone rang unchecked for a good twenty seconds or so each time. Shockingly loud, it caused every patron to turn their head in search of this defeaning racket. The ring tone was not just a midi file or screeching beep. It was Avril Lavinge belting out her first radio hit. Such juxtaposition overwhelmed us, and we collapsed in a heap of smothered laughter. Nothing in the world was more amusing at that moment.