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So St Patrick's Day was interesting, for lack of a better word. It was pissing rain all day, but my townsfolk are hardy people, and that wasn't to stop us (most towns in the county ended up postponing their parades til this weekend). I was at the front in my bare feet, chattering with cold and trying not to look too awkward as I waved and smiled at people. The advantage to being first was that I was first out of the rain and promptly ran back home for a hot whiskey (Bushmills, hot water, sugar, a slice of lemon speared with cloves).
Work that night was insane for a few hours and then quietened down nicely. After-dinner pints were never as well-needed. Then more painting at the sister's house on Saturday, then back to the pub.
I feel like I'm hardly getting anything done, and yet I'm quite busy, time-wise.
Skype call incoming from an old friend so I'll finish this later, in the meantime here's the cat:
Terminator 2 - I watch this at least once a year, and I just think it's a perfect early 90s action movie. And it has Arnie!
Letter Never Sent - Gorgeously shot movie about geologists searching for diamonds in Siberia. It's kind of like The Revenant, sorta, but filmed over fifty years ago.
Kung Fu Hustle - I love Stephen Chow movies, and I think this is probably his best. I also think God of Cookery and Shaolin Soccer are fantastic. It's a shame his more recent offerings haven't been quite as good. That Hong Kong slapstick just gets me.
Kind Hearts and Coronets - because you get to see Alec Guinness play eight different people. Speaking of Alec Guinness, The Bridge on the River Kwai.
Anyway that's all I can think of right now.
Edit: I just finished watching Gangs of Wasseypur, which is easily the longest movie I've ever watched - nearly five and a half hours long (and I thought Gone With the Wind was a drag). It's an Indian gangster movie set over three generations, so there's a lot going on. Plenty of murder and double-crossing and vengeance, but it's Bollywood too so there's some music thrown in. I wouldn't say it's a favourite, but it's worth checking out (it's split into two parts, thank Christ; Indian cinemas apparently wouldn't run the full movie, for obvious reasons.)
This is already my favourite.
Seems like a good compromise; lets newcomers see the posts that are there and allows them to contribute, but should hopefully cut down on the annoying links on global.
It's interesting that Irish people went from being hated in the States to being loved, alright. There'll be plenty of yanks in Dublin today celebrating their Irish heritage.
What's alarming, too, is our own lack of memory; though some concerns are intelligible, in Ireland people forget that those coming to our island are just like we were not so long ago.
Actually I find the Irish question interesting in the context of current concerns about racism (which, incidentally, tends to be dominated by American problems that are quite different to the European situation). To a certain extent it problematises crude black-and-white thinking.
I'm grabbing a bit of houmous on toast and a cup of tae before heading back to my sister's house for more painting. I'm trapped in some sort of off-white purgatory. It's coming along, though. Like we've actually moved on to painting downstairs.
So, Friday is St. Paddy's Day, the Diageo-sponsored holiday that celebrates the eponymous saint's conversion to Christianity of the people who enslaved him, even though they were getting along fine with paganism. This time I have two equally terrifying things to look forward to: I'm working that night in the pub, but I've also been asked to be the Grand Marshal at my town's parade. Meaning I'll be standing at the front and leading the parade through town. It promises to be mortifying, but I'll be the first one home. No Paddy's Day pints, though; bummer.
My sister and mother are planning on heading over to Tuscany for a week in May. Mam has a cousin who bought a house over there years ago with her partner, hoping to turn it into a B&B. It's not going so well, apparently, but they're still there. We visited a bunch of times when I was younger; it's been years now, but I think I might tag along, and then head up to Lyons to visit some friends. Maybe see what's going on in Milan on the way. I was thinking of going up to Amsterdam then, but I'm fairly strapped for cash at the minute, so I think I'll hold off on that for now. Well, I've got that to look forward to!
I just realised that I've never gone anywhere abroad on my own - everywhere I've gone, I've either gone with someone, or went to see someone. I think that's something I should rectify.
Ack, I only chatted to her for a few minutes, but she was really nice. If you ever meet her I don 't think you'll be disappointed.
I might have to give DWD a second chance.
Yeah. That's what I used to love about anthropology - getting a sense of a totally different world or way of life. And what it can teach us about ourselves. I used to love anthropology; I dunno what happened.
I should send this to my sister. She's a bit of a canary in a coalmine - she'll tell you to be careful with a knife because it's sharp and you could cut yourself. Thanks, Jo; that's why I'm using it.
But to be fair she's constantly sort-of-sick, and my father does actually have lupus, though i'm not sure of the form. It did take years of going to different medical professionals to get that diagnosis, and now he's doing a bit better. Chronic illness bites.