Apparently, Harrison Ford has said that there will be a fourth Indiana Jones movie, out in three years. (PVTV.org has another source, but the link is bad.)
Also, Alfonso Cuaron, the director of Y Tu Mama Tambien, will be directing the third Harry potter movie. Make up your own joke about Harry and Ron going on a road trip with Prof. McGonigle.
Hey, Media Babe, isn’t this your beat?
Holy crap, I’m down to 284 pounds this morning, down three from yesterday! I most certainly didn’t expect that.
I also seem to be up early, for me. I’ve been thinking for a while that I need to stop sleeping till noon; today I set my alarm for 9 AM, because I’m meeting some people in Queens at noon, but woke up on my own at 8:45. I need to make this a habit.
My thumb still hurts from last night.
That early awakening allowed me to meet Q and Aaron in Flushing at noon, for all-you-can-eat Chinese buffet at East on Main Street. This was Q’s first sight of me head-shaven, and my first sight of her with her newly short (about chin-length) hair. Cute!
The food was excellent, a really good variety, and reasonably priced. The lunch special (11:30 AM to 3:30 PM, I don’t remember whether that’s limited to weekdays) is $10 per adult, and came to $12.01 per person with tax and tip. I ate too much, but enjoyed it.
After, we hung out at the library, enjoying the air conditioning. (It was still 90°F today; it should be reasonable tomorrow.) We exited under a severely overcast sky, looking to storm any second. Aaron and I bought cherries ($2.49/pound, a damn good price for the yellow ones) and then we went home. It started raining while we were on the train, and had stopped by the time I got out at my home station.
One of the thing Aaron, Q, and I were discussing over brunch was Lilo & Stitch. My memory of the movie has been overcome by my reaction to the lukewarm, overly-convenient ending, to the extent that I’d forgotten just how all-around wonderful the first half was. The whole routine where Lilo explains why she was late for dance class (it involves making a peanut-butter and jelly sandwich for a fish), and the classmates’ reaction, and the movement of the dancers and the accuracy of the facial expressions — just perfect!
I was reminded of that by the Brunching Shuttlecocks review of Lilo & Stitch, which contains the following observation:
What's especially refreshing is that the Hawaiian characters look Hawaiian. They aren't perfect images of Barbie beauty, they look like real people.
I agree with the sentiment (which I’ve expressed as “Mmmmm, chubby thighs”, and that’s a yummy Mmmmm, not a thoughtful Mmmmm), but object to the idea that Barbie is an ideal of beauty that we should have to acknowledge deviating from. Frankly, Barbie isn’t that attractive. For one thing, she’s not even an accurate depiction of the real-life ideal she’s supposedly the model of — she’s way out of proportion, and the way her breasts and heels are formed is just plain inhuman. For another, beauty is subjective, and I’m tired of acting as if the standard of feminine beauty being presented by Mattel and the fashion industry is the One True Standard.
The beautiful women I know in real life, who don’t conform to the Barbie Standard, aren’t beautiful in some shabby, second-class way. They are honest-to-God beautiful, visions of loveliness, with soft bodies and lush curves, well worth drooling over.
Oh, and while you’re on Brunching Shuttlecocks, you should read the Real Cooking item. And Accounting for Taste, which tells you why your musical preferences are better than everyone else’s. And The Brunching Shuttlecocks Guide to Choosing a Password. Oh, and the Ratings, I just love those.
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