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I watched both versions of "True Grit" this week; the old one's more fun, but the new one wins for realism and overall characterization. It's too heavy to want to rewatch anytime soon, but it left an impression I won't soon forget: "Damn, a Western with a very strong female character, how rare! But of course for that to happen she couldn't be old enough to sexually interest either central male character; the entertainment industry still fails on that score. Cf. Appaloosa, much as I loved it, alas."

The third anniversary of Derek's death passed quietly, though still felt. RIP, bro.

Northanger Abbey and Angels and Dragons arrived in the mail today. Looking forward to entertaining myself with that one tomorrow morning: perfect lie-abed light Saturday reading. *lol*

I went to a launch event for Microsoft Dynamics CRM 2011 for work purposes on Thursday. Which happened in a Microsoft office in Portland. Where they served us Stumptown coffee. In Starbucks paper cups. On a clear, gorgeous morning sandwiched between two mornings of messy, wet snow. (Just a bemusing day all round.)

My brother takes off Sunday for thirty-some days of Reserve work at an AFB in California. During which time my birthday will happen. And, one day after my birthday, Leonard Nimoy will appear at a con two-ish hours from said base. I AM TOTALLY GIVING MYSELF A TRIP TO CALI FOR MY BIRTHDAY. $200 plane ticket; a hundred bucks or so for a few nights in a military hotel; twenty-five bucks or so for one evening's con attendance; plus however much the autograph costs. Ouch. But a signed Spock sitting on my work shelf right next to my signed Eliot Spencer when I get back? (And, yeah, hanging out with my brother and probably geocaching in Northern Cal on my hobbit-age-of-majority birthday?) Is gonna be priceless. *grins in delight*

Feb. 18th, 2011