Otherwise, I'm working diligently on the fall issue (html issues continue to make layout challenging, but we'll get it done!), working on a little write-up for the very exciting Art & Poetry event with Missy and Melissa next spring, along with tackling some various and far less artsy and intriguing tasks.
Yesterday, Z. told me I had a way of explaining things that always made sense and made him feel better. I think that might be the best compliment I've received in a very long time.
I'm still dealing with some major anxiety, but for the most part, I'm keeping busy enough to ignore it. I figure that's about as good as it gets.
So, I FINALLY saw Iron Man this weekend, after hearing all kinds of good reviews on the general awesomeness of RDJ & etc...
And, yeah, I enjoyed the movie (especially considering my current fascination with any kind of cyborg...) but admittedly, I was annoyed by (at least) ONE aspect of the movie:
Why are female characters (most notably Gwyneth Paltrow's "Pepper Potts"--don't get me started on that name, either---) always these static, wooden stereotypes in movies that seem intended to be guy-centric? (It also annoys me that movie execs assume that women dig sappy love stories and men dig action flicks--I LOVE sci-fi, hate anything to do with Nicholas Sparks (*gags*), and think female characters deserve better treatment in action films, comic books and the like...)
Granted, as an actress, I think Ms. Paltrow tends to play the same character over & over & over again (usually a prim & elegant lady of some kind--yeesh!), which bores me silly. I DO like Shakespeare in Love, but in general, I find her perfomances incredibly dull. However, I'm not sure another actress could have made this character any less boring & cliche.
I wish I'd liked the movie more. Three out of five stars, y'all. Sorry!
P.S. Yes, Robert Downey Jr. was excellent. I expected no less, really.
While I am happy about the results of the presidential election, I've got to mention that I was disappointed and sad to hear that proposition 8 passed in California, and similar bans on same-sex marriage passed in Florida and Arizona.
Apparently, America still needs to pull its head out of its ass when it comes to certain civil rights issues.
I am very, very happy that Obama will be our 44th president!
I fell asleep (for shame!) before the speeches, but Z. woke me up to tell me Obama won and gave me a big hug, which was wonderful! I almost envy Z. that his very first experience voting in a presidential election is so exciting and momentous!
I am feeling both hopeful and (mostly) relieved this morning. We live in a very conservative area, so there were Republican lawn signs and bumper stickers everywhere, which depressed me. I think I saw like *one* sign for Obama. I am so glad this town is NOT representative of the country as a whole...
Susan Slaviero lives on the cusp of a hellmouth, where she vanquishes evil with poetry and cupcakes. She hopes to someday land a job as either a dog whisperer or a telephone psychic. In the meantime, she writes. She has a fondness for esoterica.