Thursday, August 5, 2004

“How wonderful life is! Now you’re in the world!” –um, we forget … is this like, elton john or something???
Okay, yesterday, we finished the cookbook before work, then we were there from 10 to 6. The like 3rd person to come in caused a stink because we accidentally pushed the wrong button, and despite the fact we returned the $6 we accidentally overcharged her by, she was not terribly understanding of how stupid the register keys are. So then, once she’s all set, she leaves and we go on to all the people she held up. (They were sympathetic.)

Like, 5 minutes later, she walks back in, tells us it’s still not right, could we do it out again? So we do, despite the accumulating line, and we’re looking at it, and we know we’re right, and don’t get why she thinks she gets another 5 bucks. Well, apparently, in our five years four years as Register Gal (it is legal to be farm help at age 11 if you’re family), this was the first person to gyp us by insisting she gave us a 20. She did not give us a 20. She gave us 15. But of course, you don’t enter in the amount when you can subtract 15 – 14.80 in your head. And since we already hit one wrong button, she probably wouldn’t have cared. And do you know who the least sympathetic person was? Her. The most? The guy behind her in line, who had every reason to be ticked. We were really upset since we had to give her the 5 bucks, and pretty offended she’d try that. All you delinquents out there? Don’t try it. There’ll be a Register Gal out to get you.

Then, straight from there, we went down to our pal’s house. We were supposed to go during the afternoon, when everyone else got there, but alas, we had to hang out with that nasty lady. Anyway, we got there just in time to hear that while they went to the library to see if we were there (cuz in their stupidity, they thought we were working there that day), one of the girls had decided that since she likes the Moulin Rouge soundtrack, we should all watch it. Oh Sweet Kharl, that was one of the most distressing movies we have ever seen. Actually, we really liked it, and the song stuff was pretty cool, but that was really distressingly odd.

According to an interview with Ray Bradbury on the evils of the media, there are 4,560 half-second clips in Moulin Rouge. We did some math. That’s 2,280 seconds. That means that 38 of the 128 minutes in the movie are half-second clips. Divide that out, and 29.875% of the movie. That’s between 1/4 and 1/3 of the movie. How distressing is that? Also, it’s amazing how a movie with so much color has a very sad atmosphere. In the end, we really liked Satine, almost as much as Christian. We liked him because he was Ben Kenobi. (Who wasn’t a Sith, but if you think about it, Legato from Trigun is. We were telling a friend what being able to use the force means, and when we translated it into words she could understand, it came off as “Look, it’s not that tough to grasp. It means I can influence the weak-minded and chuck stuff without touching it.” So she goes, “Legato can too.” So we’re there, “Then he’s a Sith Lord! I’m a Sith Lady! That makes us brethren!” She was horribly offended, especially when we began referring to him as Darth Bluesummers, and spelling it wrong to boot.)

And today … Daddy told us the wrong channel, so we didn’t get the program on The Da Vinci Code on tape. We watched History Channel’s Perfect Crimes? for like 4 hours to get over that one. Then, Likkle Bro decides to have his buddy sleep over, so there are two munchkins. Now, Daddy thought this was the perfect night to go to a PawSox game. But he can’t just say, “Wanna go to the PawSox game?” No, he says to Mother, “Let’s go propose this to the girls. Of course, -Celtic Rune- won’t want to go since she doesn’t want to go anywhere.” Well, -dang- it, we didn’t want to go, but even though Daddy knows this, unless we beg to go and run up and hug Daddy for suggesting it, he’ll be all –ticked- at us for days no matter what we do. Just like he was about us being all stressed about the cookbook. Half the reason we didn’t tell our friend, “No, I’m busy all night too,” since she’s kinda been ditching us on and off for 3 years now was cuz we didn’t feel like having the fact that we are being out of control and –tick-y none-too-subtly hinted at us for a few more hours.

So what are we doing now? Finally getting the chance to work on our fics in peace, just like we wanted, while truly hoping Bro’s friend makes a suitable replacement for us.

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