So I signed up for netflix. I get a free trial, so I haven't officially signed up for anything yet but I got my first 3 DVD's yesterday. They are The Station Agent, Priscilla, Queen of the Desert, and The Office. The Office is an English TV show that is supposed to be hilarious but if it is "are you being served" hilarious I am going to be very disappointed. Because that show sucks assholes. Big bags of assholes.
In regards to the recent election, I haven't really been able to think or talk about it. Marigold's posts on her blog have been positively vitriolic and though I share her anger and disgust as well as that of other friends and co-workers, I have been unable, emotionally, to actually talk about it. This guy who is in the play I'm in right now still wears his Kerry Edwards t-shirts to rehearsal. Yesterday he had on a kucinich sweatshirt. I sort of feel like he looks. Out of touch and surprised, unable to really move on. My grandmother has thrown herself completely into the world of West Wing, where she will probably remain for the rest of her days. My family refuses to talk about it at all. I won't watch any news about bush or read any articles about anything to do with him or the white house. It has been hard, and sometimes I see a headline or catch the end of some story and I get really mad. So I'm just not going to think about any of it for 4 years.
November 11, 2004
netflix and politix
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When my parents meet your parents and my parents are still wearing their Bush lapel pins (a la your Kerry-Edwards-Kuchinichich friend), some amusement will no doubt result.
As far as Netflix is concerned, I've already told you the pressures of having to watch what's on-hand far outweigh the convenience factor. After having boycotted Blockbuster for almost a dozen years, my Netflix stint did nothing short of chase me back into the arms of Blockbuster, where I marvelled at my ability to take home exactly what I wanted AT THAT MOMENT. In retrospect, the whole idea of getting movies in the mail is, well, geriatric. Perhaps if the Kerry-Edwards-Kuchinichich ticket had won, people of a certain qualifying age and/or income would receive the services of Netflix for free. But, fortunately for those of us who are young and earning our own money (so to speak), those wacky socialists have been laughed out of their hotel conference rooms.
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