chochiyo_sama

I accomplished very little today--it was just so hot--even inside the house with air conditioning.

Tomorrow I have to dig in and get the laundry done and the dishes done and vacuum again.  The cat is shedding everywhere, and it is damned annoying.

DeAnn and Ingrid and I went to see Willie Wonka at the 4:30 pm matinee.  The place was quite full.  When we first went in, I didn't know if I would be able to tolerate it--first there were so freaking many people, and second it was deadly hot in the theater.  Every breath of air was stale--as if it had been breathed forty-seven times by tubercular strangers...I could feel my chest starting to clench up with anxiety, but I took deep breaths and focused on the screen.  Pretty soon, I was into the movie and someone with a brain readjusted the air conditioning. 

I liked the movie.

I know lots of people were disappointed by it, but I just sat back and let it wash over me.  Johnny Depp's Willie Wonka look was a little creepy, but I didn't think he was excessively Michael Jacksonish.  It was more as if he were emotionally frozen at 8 years old.  I never have (Oh, the SHAME!) read the book, so I don't know if Willie Wonka's paternal issues were in the book or not.  I personally didn't feel they added much to the story--but it was okay.

I loved all the actors who played the Buckets.  The mom and dad were perfect--as were the grandparents.  I especially liked the really dementia ridden grandmother who said completely inane things at inappropriate moments, such as "I like grapes."  Heheheheh

The little kid who played Charlie was adorable.  He was just the right amount of "plucky" and "vulnerable" to be endearing.

And I liked how Charlie's parents were sort of "reraising" Willie in a more appropriate way--heh heh.

I thought it was cute.

When dementia granny said, "You smell like peanuts," and Willie replied, "You smell of old person...and soap."  Then the long pause, where you think he is being a dick, as he was when he talked to the nasty children, then, the big toothy grin and "I like it."  And then he is rewarded with the loving Granny Embrace.

It was sweet.

The guy who played the Oompa Loompas was great.  I loved him as "Doris" the secretary all in pink.  Heh heh.  That hang-dog face cracked me up.

Generally (I know, sacriledge) I don't much like Tim Burton.  His stuff is always so friggin' dark.  I did like this--but it just didn't go over the top to GREAT.  Johnny seemed a little stiff--but then, I think that's what he was going for.  I liked the relaxed way that Gene Wilder played Willie Wonka.  I LOVE Gene Wilder, so it is hard for me to accept anyone else as Willie Wonka.  They should have at least tossed him a bone in homage by making him JD's dad or something.  Ah well.

The preview of The Corpse Bride looks interesting.  it all depends on how they play it out.

Because I always do, I waited till the end of the credits to see if they left us a little surprise.  There was a "Plan B" title, then the giggling of the Oompa Loompas.  Upon reflection--I think this was meant to be the Oompa Loompa joke.  WW said at one point that they loved to play jokes on people.  Making you think you would see a "plan b" then there being nothing but them laughing makes me think this was MEANT to make us think there'd be that little bit of extra--like donkey's mutant babies at the end of Shrek 2--then laughing at us for falling for the trick.

It was unbearably hot when we left the theater--it made me feel a little sick.  Also, my blood sugar was bottoming out as I had eaten nothing but a few handfuls of dry rice chex all day.  And a 20 oz. diet coke.

We went to Carlos O'Kelly's for supper--stopping at Walmart so DeAnn could by HBP on audiotape, but they didn't have it.

AT CK's they screwed up and lost our order, so we were starving like stray dogs and devoured all the chips and salsa, and the waitress brought us some kind of appetizer which was yummy--but then when the food finally came, I was WAY too full, and couldn't even eat half of it.

So, I have tomorrow's lunch (Or supper) down in the fridge in a styrofoam pod.

We stopped at Target for DeAnn--but they only had it in DVD.  So we headed out.  We stopped in Byron at the McDonald's for an ice cream cone.  There's always room for an ice cream cone.  hehehehe

Ingrid went on and on about me having "acid reflux" again...but if you have acid reflux, you ALWAYS have it.  I only have it when I eat things like theater popcorn--which, BTW, I was intelligent enough to avoid today.

When I got home, I listened to my messages--Kari had called and said I'd made $26. and some cents on the garage sale.  I was hoping I'd make at least $50, but oh, well.

$26 is better than nothing.  I really wish those two lamps had sold.  But, again, oh, well.

Maybe some of that stuff will sell at DeAnn's garage sale.

One can hope.

Tomorrow, I may (if I can get up early enough) go into Owatonna to Walmart and get a few groceries--and the 21 Jumpstreet DVD collection, if they have it.  I may call ahead and ask if they have it first.  If they do not, I may go to Roch instead.  Though, I plan to go to school to work on Monday--so maybe I can pick it and the groceries up then.  I'd also like to go to hobby lobby to get some brushes and paints for learning to repaint the barbie dolls.

With time and patience, I am SURE I can do it.

AND, I would LOVE to sell them on EBAY for a fortune.

hehehe

What else?

I guess really that's about it.

Ingrid was especially annoying on the ride in, babbling on and on and on, and saying the same thing over and over and over.  And if Anyone Else tried to speak, she just talked louder, right over the top of us.

Gah.

And if I give up and go silent because why even bother--then she gets all "Are you getting depressed again?"

Well, fuck, yeah, it's depressing never to be listened to....

Ah, well.

She really isn't a bad person--she just doesn't SEE what she does.

Alas.