I Do Not Want To Know

Those of you who have kids know that silence for too long of time usually is not a good thing.  I went looking for my daughter after a prolonged period of silence from her and discovered her with a pair of scissors, my roll of electrical tape, the band aid box, some of her stuffed animals and some books.  Here was the scene…

She opened her mouth to try to explain the scene to me but I thought it best that I not know.  Notice that the animal on the right has a band aid on its nose and tail.  We had just bought these books at Half Priced Books on Sunday so they are new to her.  I really do not know why she was doing this and now that I think about it I am sorry that I did not ask.  I do not want to venture a guess.

I have this week off on vacation (Monday was a US holiday and I am trying to use up some vacation days before work gets crazy and I will not be able to use them [or feel guilty for doing so]).  I have done very little.  The wife has Tuesday’s off so we hung out most of the day.  I then spent the last 2 days watching movies and doing some little things around the house.  Yesterday I watched Blindness.  I had read the book a while back (written by Jose Saramago).  I actually only read the book after seeing the trailer for the (then) upcoming movie.  From the wikipedia article…

Saramago's experimental style often features long sentences, at times more than a page long. He uses periods sparingly, choosing instead a loose flow of clauses joined by commas.[5] Many of his paragraphs extend for pages without pausing for dialogue, which Saramago chooses not to delimit by quotation marks; when the speaker changes, Saramago capitalizes the first letter of the new speaker's clause. His works often refer to his other works.[5] In his novel Blindness, Saramago completely abandons the use of proper nouns instead choosing to refer to characters simply by some unique characteristic, an example of his use of style to enhance the recurring themes of identity and meaning found throughout his work.

It was hard to read based on the above description of his writing style but worth the effort.  Basically breaking every written English rule, his books are a mental exercise for sure.  Anyway, the book was great and I was hopeful for the movie and they did a pretty good job (leaving a lot of parts out of course but leaving them in would have made the move too long).  I do remember attempting to read a second book of his but made it only half way through before giving up.  The wife and I made it through M Night Shyamalan’s The Happening last night.  Not his best movie but probably better than Lady In The Water.

Today I struggled through Quarantine.  I only struggled as the whole movie is shot from one camera and the cameraman is actually a character in the movie so if he has to run (say, for his life from rabid people) then you get a lot of jerky camera action.  This tended to make me nauseous (not to mention the subject matter of the movie).  I had to stop after about 30 minutes and get some fresh air before continuing.  A good horror film nonetheless and I found myself laughing out loud at some to of the scarier parts (including the ending).  They were perfectly scary but for whatever reason I laughed.  I offered to rewatch it with the wife tonight but a resounding NO left her mouth before I even got the offer finished.  She is not one for scary movies (but did make it through The Happening OK).

I did want to give a shout out to the wife for an excellent dinner tonight.  I was in one of those “nothing sounds good” moods but her Gnocchi with Red Bell Pepper Alfredo Sauce really hit the spot.

She takes some sautéed onion and throws in a stick of butter and some heavy cream.  To that she adds a pureed mixture of roasted red bell peppers (bought in a jar) and some freshly crushed garlic.  The gnocchi is store bought but excellent.  Throw on some parmesan at the end and you have perfection.  There was just enough left over for lunch tomorrow (which I will enjoy while watching one more movie before the weekend hits and I won’t have the house to myself any longer).

Well the clock on the wall says it is time to get the dogs outside one more time for the night and wake up the wife from her place on the couch before heading to bed. 

Jon