Monday, December 29, 2008
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
the curious case of this hollywood film
The Curious Case of Benjamin Button will be showing in theaters tomorrow, Christmas Day, and when the trailers, advertising/marketing ads came out a couple months ago, I thought, WOW! Hollywood made a movie based off one of my favorite novels, Confessions of Max Tivoli by Andrew Sean Greer. I got excited and told everyone I knew that this film is from Greer's novel.
But, oddly enough, this Hollywood movie is supposedly based on one of F. Scott Fitzgerald's short stories written back in the 1920s. I went to the library yesterday, found Fitzgerald's short story, which is about 20 or so pages long, and his story doesn't match the film at all. The film is largely based on Greer's novel. Did Hollywood take an idea from Fitzgerald, find Greer's novel, a bestseller since 2004, and write the script to match Greer's storyline?
Here's an interesting podcast of Albom interviewing Greer and you can decide if Hollywood took liberties with Greer's novel and falsely credited Fitzgerald.
Oh, and Happy HOLIDAYS!
But, oddly enough, this Hollywood movie is supposedly based on one of F. Scott Fitzgerald's short stories written back in the 1920s. I went to the library yesterday, found Fitzgerald's short story, which is about 20 or so pages long, and his story doesn't match the film at all. The film is largely based on Greer's novel. Did Hollywood take an idea from Fitzgerald, find Greer's novel, a bestseller since 2004, and write the script to match Greer's storyline?
Here's an interesting podcast of Albom interviewing Greer and you can decide if Hollywood took liberties with Greer's novel and falsely credited Fitzgerald.
Oh, and Happy HOLIDAYS!
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
who else is at work today?
I'm researching for my future trip to Barcelona, shopping for deals, deciding what continuing education courses to take, and eating lots of truffles and holiday cookies lying around the office.
It's quiet and I should take the opportunity to get my work done but honestly, I can finish everything in an hour or two and I still have tomorrow in the office to look forward to.
It's quiet and I should take the opportunity to get my work done but honestly, I can finish everything in an hour or two and I still have tomorrow in the office to look forward to.
Friday, December 12, 2008
why I deserve coal on christmas
Based on what I did today and the lame excuses I have to justify it..
1) Stepped on the back of a woman's heel while getting off Bart this morning and didn't apologize. (I was in a rush)
2) Cut open a chocolate pastry, took all the chocolate out of it and left the bread part. (I was craving chocolate)
3) Carefully sliced the sugary coating off a donut and left the doughy, plain part for someone else. (I needed sugar)
4) Called a friend on my cell by accident and hung up. Friend called back and I didn't answer. (Blamed the iphone)
5) Returned a dress I wore to a party after deciding it wasn't worth keeping. (I had it dry cleaned before the return)
6) Removed someone's lunch from the microwave in mid-cook so I could heat my lunch. Person arrived, took their lunch and I didn't say anything. (I was hungry)
The day is only half over.
1) Stepped on the back of a woman's heel while getting off Bart this morning and didn't apologize. (I was in a rush)
2) Cut open a chocolate pastry, took all the chocolate out of it and left the bread part. (I was craving chocolate)
3) Carefully sliced the sugary coating off a donut and left the doughy, plain part for someone else. (I needed sugar)
4) Called a friend on my cell by accident and hung up. Friend called back and I didn't answer. (Blamed the iphone)
5) Returned a dress I wore to a party after deciding it wasn't worth keeping. (I had it dry cleaned before the return)
6) Removed someone's lunch from the microwave in mid-cook so I could heat my lunch. Person arrived, took their lunch and I didn't say anything. (I was hungry)
The day is only half over.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
port-a-potty problem
Our remodeling has taken much longer than we expected and the number of contractors we hired over the course of this project requested a port-a-potty in front of the flat so they wouldn't have to make the one block trek to the Starbucks or Lucky's to use the restrooms.
My brother found a portable toilet renting company in the bay area and had one placed next to our front tree several months ago. Other than the student renters on our block who have tossed their cigarette butts, soda cans and other garbage in there, we've been fortunate that toilet vandalism hasn't occurred, until yesterday.
We were notified by the port-a-potty "cleaner" that there was a lock on the door and he wasn't able to clean it. We have never locked it before so my brother called all the contractors who worked for us and asked them about it. No one knew. Was this a prank by one of the student renters in the neighborhood? Who would create such an inconvenience for us? My brother checked it out. The lock was brand new.
My family and I started speculating while watching "Fringe", the sci-fi drama, and ideas about conspiracies filled our heads. Who's against our remodel? Are the neighbors planning to gang up on us? What if they break into the flat by way of the garage doors and set the place on fire? We all got riled up, shouting ensued and I threatened to put a note on every neighbor's front door to sleuth out who put that lock on our port-a-potty.
So, my dad had enough. He woke up early this morning, drove to the flat, and with a hack saw and large pliers since liquid nitrogen wasn't readily available, broke the lock, and found a life's worth of a homeless person's belongings. Piles of stuff in heavy duty garbage bags. He tossed the bags to the side and put our own padlock on the door. Then he called and angrily told me what he did and that I better not "act like some vigilante" and harass the neighbors tonight. Okay, Dad. I won't start gang warfare in my neighborhood now that the port-a-potty problem was solved.
My brother found a portable toilet renting company in the bay area and had one placed next to our front tree several months ago. Other than the student renters on our block who have tossed their cigarette butts, soda cans and other garbage in there, we've been fortunate that toilet vandalism hasn't occurred, until yesterday.
We were notified by the port-a-potty "cleaner" that there was a lock on the door and he wasn't able to clean it. We have never locked it before so my brother called all the contractors who worked for us and asked them about it. No one knew. Was this a prank by one of the student renters in the neighborhood? Who would create such an inconvenience for us? My brother checked it out. The lock was brand new.
My family and I started speculating while watching "Fringe", the sci-fi drama, and ideas about conspiracies filled our heads. Who's against our remodel? Are the neighbors planning to gang up on us? What if they break into the flat by way of the garage doors and set the place on fire? We all got riled up, shouting ensued and I threatened to put a note on every neighbor's front door to sleuth out who put that lock on our port-a-potty.
So, my dad had enough. He woke up early this morning, drove to the flat, and with a hack saw and large pliers since liquid nitrogen wasn't readily available, broke the lock, and found a life's worth of a homeless person's belongings. Piles of stuff in heavy duty garbage bags. He tossed the bags to the side and put our own padlock on the door. Then he called and angrily told me what he did and that I better not "act like some vigilante" and harass the neighbors tonight. Okay, Dad. I won't start gang warfare in my neighborhood now that the port-a-potty problem was solved.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
before and after
Before the chop-chop and hair dye.
The horror after I couldn't style it the way the stylist did it.
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