Movies, Monstrosities

August 17, 2003

So, yesterday I spent most of the day out and about on my own, on a futile shopping excursion. And then I went to see Seabiscuit, which was fairly good, but the book is, of course, 10,000 times better. One critic put it really well when he wrote, “Seabiscuit is a 64-color true story that has been redrawn for the screen using a 16-color box of crayons.”

I had an annoying theatre full of stupid people sharing the movie with me, though. Imagine every annoying thing that could happen at a movie screening and it happened yesterday.


When I got home, I walked into the kitchen and saw this in the dining room:

Actually, there were two of them – one on each side of the dining room, and one of our tortoiseshell cats was sleeping in each.

I didn’t say a word about them right away, because my grandmother was over and I was afraid that she’d found them at a garage sale (as sometimes happens) and I didn’t want to hurt her feelings. But I stood there and stared at them, taking in the pepto-pink and sea green trim, the fake vines along the top, and thinking, “Those look like they belong at a tanning salon.”

After Nanie left, I nonchalantly said, “So, where’d the chairs come from?”

My mom says she got them at the combination video store/tanning salon down the street, which is going out of business, and is all, “Do you like them?”

Um, they are, in fact, heinously ugly. I don’t say so in so many words, but I kind of express my opinion of their grotesque tackiness, not to mention the fact that we really don’t need any more random knick-knacks or furniture in our living area.

Then she tells me that she intends to repaint them and put them on our back deck after it’s built. Or maybe in her bedroom.

Fine with me. As long as their tenure in our main living area is temporary.

In the meantime, the cats have taken an extreme liking to them and have spent most of the last 12 hours sleeping on them.

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Last night I wanted to go see the midnight showing of The Goonies at the local indie-ish theatre, but everyone bailed on me and I didn’t get to go. So I finally got around to watching the DVD of Talk to Her, which is now a week overdue at a certain blue-and-yellow major rental chain. I really enjoyed it, although it’s one of those films that you have to wait out a bit, as Almodovar gives you very little information about the characters in the beginning. It’s as if you are meeting them in real time, uncovering their desires and eccentricities as you get to know them better. All in all, I found it to be quite good and I highly recommend it to you foreign film fans.

Okay, I’m off to dry my hair and figure out something to do today.

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  • 1. bahdoo  |  January 11, 2005 at 11:32 pm

    Whaaat!? They are so pretty though! hahahaha.

  • 2. Jonzo  |  January 11, 2005 at 11:32 pm

    sorry to hear you couldn't find anyone to go. Next time you can come with us if you want, we would love to have you. I even gave away soem extra tickets.

  • 3. mike  |  January 11, 2005 at 11:32 pm

    that chair looks like something out of a nightmare set to calypso music.

  • 4. will  |  January 11, 2005 at 11:32 pm

    the chairs might actually look alright on the deck if the pink paint and faux vines could be removed.

  • 5. Gumphood  |  January 11, 2005 at 11:32 pm

    I would say that chair mostly looks like something I would want in my apartment. I think that stems from my desire to wear a My little pony T-shirt. Cause its funny.

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