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Oh, well..so much for that. *lol* We head on out there and end up stuck in traffic for about 45 minutes and manage to drive all of about a mile before we realize that apparently several thousand people are heading the same way we are and to the same destination and that at this point, Rand's Jeep is overheating and we're just not going to make it. So, we turn around and I use his new cell phone to connect to the mLife net thingy and look up movie times (yup, look up movie times on a wireless web cell phone connection. Kinda cool). Head across town and go see Finding Nemo at 9:55pm showing. We hadn't been to that theater yet (it's kinda out of the way, but not too far from where we were heading originally) and got there about an hour early. There weren't many people there at that point, but soon enough there were and we ended up being at the front of the line. Got some good seats (nice theater) and enjoyed the movie.
It was really cute, though I didn't find it as laugh-out-loud hysterical as Toy Story. It was still good and as always, Pixar does amazing work so it looked brilliant. There's even a very brief cameo at the very end of the credits with Mike Wazowski of Monster's Inc. which totally made my day. =D
Hrm. Just got home a little while ago and I'm gonna go get comfy in some pj's. And that's about it for tonight. Ta!
Heading out the door....tonight, Busch Gardens is having a "passort members only" night and since we picked up an annual membership when we went for my birthday, that's us! Neat-o. The park's open from 7pm-11pm just for passholders and they're opening a new ride tonight as well.
My friend Jef was supposed to come over today, but he never even called. We also invited our friend Rand over since Jef was supposed to be coming, but he got back to me around 6pm to say he couldn't. No biggie, just weird that we never heard anything. Guess it worked out well then since no one showed up.
Was just sitting here, nosing through the net when I suddenly got the line One day I had a dream in my head. I picked up a pen and started to write in my little fat notebook I keep on the desk (to jot the odd thing down). Six little pages later, I had written a short story. I typed it up and read it to my Love and I like it. Simple, and misty just like a dream of it's inspiration, I'm going to copy it here. I don't know why the sudden flourish of words lately, but I'm always happy when my long lost Muse decides to come by and fill a few days a year with words for me.
The Crossroads One day I had a dream.
I found myself walking down a dusty path in a forest of giants. Sunlight filtered down, dancing between the canopy of branches. As I walked, I became aware of tiny winged pixies disappearing and reappearing on the edges of my vision, flittering between the shafts of sunlight.
I kept walking, trying to hide my growing sense of wonder and displacement, remembering old echoes faerie myths and rules I heard and knew as a child.
I don’t know for how long I walk – everything remains the same in this place – until something subtly starts to change. I hear a sound like a choir of voices somewhere between laughing and singing. It comes from ahead and I pick up the pace to meet this new discovery.
A small stream appears before me, in a clearing of the woods. The water splashes happily, bubbling over the moss-covered rocks. A delicate bridge of seeming white lace, or spider’s web arches so daintily across that I hold my breath in fear of breaking it. But as I look, I see the signs of age it wears; the little worn parts on rail and board where many a person has stopped, and stood, looking out at the crystal water. Gently, I step to it, then bravely on it, my footing firm and sure despite the weathered look of polished bone. I stand on it’s apex, resting my hands in the self-same worn place of the rail, unaware as the beauty of this dreamscape enraptures me and stirs music in my soul.
I feel the wind then, light and soft, it caresses my cheek and playfully tosses my hair. I feel the air and the crispness of it enter my nose and fill my lungs. I stop thinking and simply start being. My breath, my heart, the wind, the constant flow of the river below me. I in this moment, I am One with it all. And in this moment I realize the basic beauty and connection of life.
I open my eyes (when did they close?) and my sight finds a sign post just past the bridge. It reads plainly:
The Crossroads
And I realize I no longer dream but neither am I truly awake. I stand on the bridge between memory and dream and I suddenly understand.
This life is a flower, opening in the sunlight of hope; growing in the arms of belief and giving to the world a flash of Beauty. We are because we are meant to be. We live because life is a dream. We love because heart is the core of the soul.
As I stand on the bridge it comes to me as clear as the aqua sky above. I realize I have come home and here I shall wait for you to have your own dream. We will meet at the crossroads and together we will bloom.
(copyright 2003 M. Turner, All Rights Reserved) ----------------
Days like this I remember my dream of writing novels; telling stories for a living and letting free those little worlds that live within. Maybe on a day like today, that dream is closer then I realize and maybe I should spend some time with pen in hand and see what comes of it. Happy day to all.
something random that I jotted down late last night...
Sometimes in life we have these moments. We want to scream in the face of eternity
I am here I have loved I have cried I have joyed I have danced I have hurt I was here I mattered!
We want to be validated by the universe. We want to touch the face of God. We want to be more then we are and leave our mark on Infinity. To give meaning; to grant purpose; to make complete.
Just got home from seeing Bruce Almighty and here's to being not only amused, but pleasently surprised. The movie was funny but it was also actually just honestly good. I really enjoyed it. The funny things were funny, but there was a plot, a storyline and characters that actually had a reason. It wasn't just slap-stick and stupid faces (though the physical comedy parts were funny and intergrated well into the storyline). Overall, I was thoroughly entertained and I recommend it to just about anyone. I think I'll add it to my "to watch for when it comes out on dvd" list.
[additional thoughts, 10:10pm] ...think about it. The premise is really quite cool and daunting. What would you do if you had all of god's power - and responsibility? If everyone who prayed, or asked, or sought for some divine intervention was all on your shoulders? If your actions caused not just tiny butterfly ripples, but giant, earth-shattering ones. Could you handle it? Would you want to even try? What would you do with that kind of power and could you live up to the consequences? Interesting questions raised by a simple comedy. Makes me think about the way of the world and the nature of reality in some different ways. hmm...
Sunday, May 25, 2003 We spent a lot of time on sunday re-arranging and cleaning up the living room. Looks a lot better now. Our problem is that we have two couches (neither really match each other) but no chairs or loveseats. The second couch was supposed to go into the second bedroom as part of the den/game room idea, however, with a teeny-tiny, narrow, 90 degree turn hallway, there was just no way short of chopping the couch in half that it could get in there. To be honest, I don't have a clue how they expect people to get a bed in there (since it is technically a second bedroom). My Love was really annoyed with the current set-up, because everything was at an off-angle and he couldn't configure the surround sound in any format that was realistic. (The speakers were off in weird, non left/right/center positions.) Now, the entertaiment center is straight across from one couch and the surround sound set up accordingly, though the second couch is mostly useless for tv watching, it at least is still seating. He's happier about it, so that's good.
After doing all that, it was kinda late, but since Monday was Memorial Day and everyone had off, we went ahead and watched Star Trek: Nemesis on dvd. Rand had picked it up at Best Buy for only $16.99 (everyone else had it "on sale" for $19.99 which isn't a sale in my book) the day before. We had watched the movie when it came out in the theaters and I had noticed that Wesley Crusher was off to the side in the wedding scene next to his mom and come to find out on wilwheaton.net that he had a scene that was cut. No biggie, that happens in movies (though if you read the entry, I feel bad for Wil; they also didn't invite him to the final cast party screening of the movie and instead, told him to show up on the crew day or something) but I was looking forward to seeing it in the deleted scenes on the dvd. It wasn't even included in the deleted scenes Rick Berman hates WIl apparenently for some utterly unknown reason, to the degree that you can't even see his deleted scene on the dvd. How assy is that? Who knows, maybe there will be a special, special edition sometime after everyone's bought the current one that will have more on it. I mean, they included lame 15-second "scenes" of like one-line (in with a couple good ones, I'l grant you like Troi's and the new first officer ending), but not a highly discussed scene of Wil's. They don't mention him anywhere on the dvd and that just stinks.
Monday, May 26, 2003 Had a BBQ over at Rand's parent's house. I was really tired (and even dozed a little on the patio chair while everyone sat around talking around the pool) because I had gone to bed quite late the night before (we didn't even finish watching Nemesis until like 1:30am) and had to get up early to get ready to go over there. Problem was that dinner ended up being way later then expected and we ended up being there for many, many hours. Normally, not a bad thing, but I was really crampy and sore and just not feeling good because I had just started my cycle that day. Ugh...all I wanted to do was go home, curl up and nap.
Tuesday, May 27, 2003 Couple friends came over for a bit yesterday. No biggie. They played video games with my Love and I worked on some postcardx stuff. Got yet another person interested in pX though so I think I've now been responsible for about seven people joining. It's too cool. *grins* Ended up staying up until like 4am last night (hadn't planned on it), but then I overslept this morning and I still feel sleepy like I want to take a nap.
Today.... Wednesday May 28th So....sleepy. Still a little sore/crampy. Want to take a nap even though I've only been up for two hours. Need to take a shower though because we're going out to see Bruce Almighty tonight. Wanted to see it over the weekend, but we just didn't end up having time. It looks really funny and a couple of our friends saw it and said it was. I think the idea is just a damned clever one and hopefully, it's a good example of Jim Carrey being funny (Liar, Liar) and not him being just stupid (Ace Ventura).
Um.....yeah. Think that's it. Groggy and sleepy, I'm trying to decide if I'd feel better or worse with a nap. There's nothing worse then that stuffy-head/dizzy feeling when you doze off and then feel worse for it. Ugh. Hrm. Oh well. Out for now.
Just a quickie to say that we're going over to our friend Rand's for a BBQ lunch. I'm already running late in getting ready, but I hadn't made an entry and I have more things to talk about later, so this is sorta a note to myself. Ta for now. :)
