Signs of spring
1. The beautiful pink cherrytree blossoms lining every street.2. Daffodils. Everywhere.
3. The guy in the pick-up truck flirting with me on the freeway. For a good 10 miles.
4. Opening the sunroof (hell yeah, it's chilly...)
5. The cute picnic table/bench combo (child-size) that I "liberated" from my neighbors' trash pile (thanks to my sister's help)
6. My tax refund!
7. New capris I can't wait to wear.
Movie note: I just watched "Sarah Silverman; Jesus is Magic." I don't know what to think, except that my husband would have loved her irreverence. There's something troubling about the way she uses her cultural and aesthetic privilege (she's gorgeous) to say such awful things. Maybe it's funny; maybe I'm too old; maybe it's so "ironic" that it is lost on my earnest liberal self.
I do like it when she says, "I don't care if you think I'm a racist; I just want you to think I'm thin."
Recommended for the musical numbers. Maybe I would've found her self-described "edgy" racist material more amusing if I had seen anyone in the audience, laughing, who wasn't white.
Labels: film reviews, things are looking up