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Is it weird that, having just watched a bunch of trailers for movies on Dark Horizons, I enjoyed the trailers for animated movies as much or more than most of the live-action ones?![]()
Hey Montro. You haven't been around as much since you became a working man which is understandable. Missed you. How is the job going?
Is it weird that, having just watched a bunch of trailers for movies on Dark Horizons, I enjoyed the trailers for animated movies as much or more than most of the live-action ones?![]()
Is it weird that, having just watched a bunch of trailers for movies on Dark Horizons, I enjoyed the trailers for animated movies as much or more than most of the live-action ones?![]()
In my world, Yes... Animated movies are the future I am afraid... Movies have come along way since
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I have not caught on to animated movies yet... I have seen most of the old Walt Disney movies but none of the new animated stuff...
I may just be having one of my
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moments...
Is it weird that, having just watched a bunch of trailers for movies on Dark Horizons, I enjoyed the trailers for animated movies as much or more than most of the live-action ones?![]()
In my world, Yes... Animated movies are the future I am afraid... Movies have come along way since
![]()
I have not caught on to animated movies yet... I have seen most of the old Walt Disney movies but none of the new animated stuff...
I may just be having one of my
![]()
moments...
Some of them are quite good. Disney's "Polar Express" for instance is all animated but you kind of forget that it is because it is so well done. However, it is almost all story and not that much in the way of character development so the animated people didn't bother me.
Disney's new version of "Cinderella" was a fantastic, brilliantly done mix of real people and animation, seamlessly produced and directed into a nearly flawless film. You literally forget what is human actors, animals, and what is animation.
But I think as a culture, we lose something profoundly special by becoming all animation and special effects. I lose myself in the artistry of great actors who literally become the characters in the roles they play, and how masterfully they are able to allow us to feel joy, grief, excitement, competitiveness, anger, despair. No animation can do that with the same effectiveness.
Is it weird that, having just watched a bunch of trailers for movies on Dark Horizons, I enjoyed the trailers for animated movies as much or more than most of the live-action ones?![]()
Hey Montro. You haven't been around as much since you became a working man which is understandable. Missed you. How is the job going?
It's going pretty well. I got moved from book shipping, which I started doing, to quality check on things like business cards and posters. I'm working a bit less than I did in the first couple of weeks, but I'm still going a bit over 40 hours a week. I wish the pay was better, but for now I'm OK with it. I'm keeping my eye out for other positions and have still put a few applications in to places, but this job is only a 10 minute drive away at most, so I need to find something significantly better if I'm going to potentially have a longer commute.
My car has been giving me problems lately. The body control module is going bad, which means all my secondary electronics have been wonky. I ordered a new one and am going to try just putting it in myself with the friend I live with. He found some information which indicates we can do it, where I was under the impression there was some sort of specialized equipment needed to program it. That may only be the case with a used unit, though, so when I get the one I ordered we'll see if we can pull off the top of my dash and replace the failing one. Hopefully that works, but there's a shop nearby that said they would put it in for under $100 if I need to go that route.
Work has given me even less to talk about than usual, and I'm not all that chatty to begin with.I do still browse the thread and read the posts, though.
That reminds me of our first weekend at Fort Richardson in territorial Alaska when I was about 8 years old. The base had a large area where nothing grew but clover and the (now) state flower, Forget-me-nots. My mother made a tiara out of the clover and put it on her head, then showed me how to make one. You just pick the clover, and an inch from the bottom of the stem, use a fingernail to make a long hole. You put the next cut clover through the loop, pull it till the flower covers the hole, rinse, repeat, until you have enough to make a small floral crown for yourself. That was the sweetest-smelling jewelry, too, because those clovers up there near Anchorage are sweet and wonderful smelling. Those forget-me-nots, though made wonderful small nosegays to put in water when we got home. Oh, and that day was so long, mother looked at her watch and noticed it wasn't 4:30 in the afternoon, it was 10 pm. It was astonishing to all of us that it was long past bedtime, but we got used to it just about the time school started and days were light and nights were dark. Sometime, the night truly overtook the daylight, and we had to walk together to get to the base school, sometimes with flashlights, which my brother carried.9:21 pm and the twilight's last gloaming. What a wonder the solstice is! And to think, six months from today it'll be dark at 5:00. As I live here on the 40th parallel, 400 miles from the nearest salt water and under a shroud of perpetual cloudiness, little phenomena like the summer solstice comes with its own wonder and joy.
I've been thinking it's about time to regale you again with my favorite story about my favorite uncle. 'Ducky' (named George at birth, but that handle didn't hold fast) was a massive human being in every sense of the word 'massive'. He stood six foot four and tipped the scales at 285 pounds. His head was the size of a whole chicken and his face looked as if it was part of a label on a canned ham.
Ducky's personality was equally big. Everyone who knew him and then met me asked if I was related. They always broke out into the most gleeful grin and often related anecdotes that left all within earshot laughing.
Ducky served our nation in the U.S. Navy during WWII. His duty was in the Shore Patrol in Honolulu. Ducky's war was waged on drunken Marines and Sailors who tussled in dive bars in Hawaii. That service earned him a slot on the East Liverpool Police Department after his honorable discharge.
The methods he used in the Pacific were pressed into service in the taverns of East Liverpool. When breaking up a bar fight, Ducky would drag one of the combatants off another, an easy task for someone of his physical prowess. Then, using his huge torso, Ducky would pin that poor, dumb drunk against the bar and rein down slaps with his oversized paws. "Now then! Why would ya want to make such a spectacle of yourself, laddie?" Ducky would admonish as the victim of his tactics would cause the unfortunate soul to either relent or pass out.
One typically rainy day a call came into the police station concerning an armed robbery at one of the local merchants. Ducky sprang to his feet and sprinted the six blocks from City Hall to the railroad tracks that hug the north bank of the Ohio River. Scanning up and down the tracks, Ducky spotted the fleeing criminal
Ducky went into a foot pursuit huffing and puffing his way down the tracks toward Monroe Streer. Ducky was losing the race, but he was not about to lose his man. He drew his service revolver. "Halt! Police!"
Ducky then stood in the middle of the railroad bed and took aim. He was winded, frustrated and, incidentally, a crack marksman. Ducky's chest heaved. His breath inflated his upper body and deflated it in equal measure. Then he pulled the trigger.
"Damnedest thing I ever saw!" Ducky would say whenever he told the tale of the time he aimed at a suspect's legs and shot off the ear instead.
Solstice is a big thing up here, lots of parties, fun runs, concerts, etc. Today, official sunset is around 2340 (11:40 pm) and sunrise at 0420 (4:20 am). In between, it doesn't get really dark, just twilit gray and the sun still reflects off the clouds and mountains. But it does signal the turning of the year and we start gaining darkness until we pretty much reverse those times, sunrise being around 11 am and sunset around 4 pm.
Having a job already does a few things for you. First: you are establishing a work history. Second: you have more leisure to look for a more suitable position. Good that you've already been "promoted", that doesn't hurt, either. Good luck and fingers crossed for you, all the same.Is it weird that, having just watched a bunch of trailers for movies on Dark Horizons, I enjoyed the trailers for animated movies as much or more than most of the live-action ones?![]()
Hey Montro. You haven't been around as much since you became a working man which is understandable. Missed you. How is the job going?
It's going pretty well. I got moved from book shipping, which I started doing, to quality check on things like business cards and posters. I'm working a bit less than I did in the first couple of weeks, but I'm still going a bit over 40 hours a week. I wish the pay was better, but for now I'm OK with it. I'm keeping my eye out for other positions and have still put a few applications in to places, but this job is only a 10 minute drive away at most, so I need to find something significantly better if I'm going to potentially have a longer commute.
My car has been giving me problems lately. The body control module is going bad, which means all my secondary electronics have been wonky. I ordered a new one and am going to try just putting it in myself with the friend I live with. He found some information which indicates we can do it, where I was under the impression there was some sort of specialized equipment needed to program it. That may only be the case with a used unit, though, so when I get the one I ordered we'll see if we can pull off the top of my dash and replace the failing one. Hopefully that works, but there's a shop nearby that said they would put it in for under $100 if I need to go that route.
Work has given me even less to talk about than usual, and I'm not all that chatty to begin with.I do still browse the thread and read the posts, though.
And...he moves to Alaska to use it all to catch those big salmon!Alas, the love of my life, soul mate, and very dear Hombre is one of those guys. You know, the ones who get much more excited about the gadgets and equipment than they do about the actual activity.
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And...he moves to Alaska to use it all to catch those big salmon!Alas, the love of my life, soul mate, and very dear Hombre is one of those guys. You know, the ones who get much more excited about the gadgets and equipment than they do about the actual activity.
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Alaska is beautiful but can be pretty tough, especially in the winter. It's really cold, often icy, and dark. We are also pretty remote, so family ties are best local, if possible. I can't remember how many times my siblings asked me if I realized how expensive it was to go to Alaska. Hell, yeah, I visited the Lower 48 often enough to know that.And...he moves to Alaska to use it all to catch those big salmon!Alas, the love of my life, soul mate, and very dear Hombre is one of those guys. You know, the ones who get much more excited about the gadgets and equipment than they do about the actual activity.
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I suppose if we didn't have so many responsibilities here right now, we would move somewhere. We did love Alaska when we were there but have family ties elsewhere so. . . .