We watch ‘Moon’.
It’s a futuristic film about a man who is working a three year term on the moon, harvesting and sending back to Earth a clean fuel called Helium-3. He has an accident that renders him unconscious and leads to the discovery that he isn’t alone.
I am not a science fiction fan overall, unless Charlton Heston offers himself in a loincloth. But this was good.
I love Sam Rockwell. He should be bigger than he is. He should be George Clooney big.
Seems lately there are so many geese flying overhead. They are moving north. Winter hasn’t really even come (a man on the street today told me he just came from the East Coast and the snow is up to here). Shouldn’t the geese be moving south or is that an antiquated idea?
Riding a high from a great Value Village score, the house is quiet as my son plays at another boy’s house and my daughter studies for a test in her room. Post Christmas is neat, empty, clean, quiet, light blue.
The moon in the sky the other morning….
I made the kids stop eating Cheerios and look. It was like the setting sun except it was 7:30 in the morning and it was the moon.
I think, even when we don’t officially proclaim them to be resolutions, we make them in our heads anyway. Mine is to be less aware. I’m going to be coolly inattentive. We’ll see how that goes.
BTW- I went to Starbucks and had a most delightfully waited-on experience.