Well. Shopgirlove has spent a lot of time defending pitbulls and trying to explain to people how gentle and kind they are. However, even she was impressed when King Dutch stepped in to defend both his mistress and the clerk at our local convenience store from two most unsavory characters. In fact, he went a little cujo on them. Well, he put himself between us and them and made a fierce display. When the cops finally showed up, they announced that they had already battled these two nasties earlier in the day. Shopgirlove checked in the next day and asked if the terrible two had returned.
the best and worst of a day in retail
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Shopgirlove has had a disappointing cinematic March. Lunch and a movie with Mam is usually good times, but we have been thwarted by bad tacos and even worse film making. We began the month at Jose's followed by Confessions of a Shopaholic. The fish tacos at Jose's are normally the stuff that dreams are made of...not so much this time. Nothing worse than bad fish followed by, well, bad fish. What a waste of talent! And what a shame given the potential! (Very, very funny book...) Next up was Shangri-La and The International. Lunch was yums. The movie was dumbs. Shopgirlove and her mam absolutely adore Clive Owen, so we were really rather excited to see him in a shootout at the Guggenheim. Fun, no? NO FUN! Good lord what were they thinking? This isn't so much a script as a series of cliches stitched together by derivative plot twists. Ummm, finding the killer by tracing his prosethetic? Has this not been done before? Did they really think no one in the audience would be old enough to remember The Fugitive? Or did they assume us to be in our dotage? Either way, yuck. Feeling a bit low, we next opted for Indian buffet and Sunshine Cleaning. Clever choice, right? An excellent meal followed by a light-hearted sister romp about taking care of bio-hazards. Well, the meal was excellent. Shopgirlove will never understand why films featuring two female characters have to be two thirds about one, the other, or both crying. Maudlin melodrama despite a promising premise. We cleansed our palate with an orgy of fine film making at Mam's house. We popped in the the DVD of the BMW auteur shorts and ended March on a good note. Thank goodness for true artists! (And Madonna, such a trooper!)
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
Shopgirlove has a confession to make: Lately, she has been obsessed with the idea of raising sheep. She knows zero about homesteading and even less about animal husbandry, but given how many jobs she's learned on the fly, how hard could this be? (Don't answer that, please.) They would be milk sheep and she would make cheese. Not just any cheese...perhaps an American Spenwood. (Forget the suggested wine pairing. Wine and cheese are most often an unhappy marriage.) Or perhaps something soft and flowery? (With a Yankee twist, of course.) And then there are the yogurt possibilities...sigh. Oh, and bonus? Unlimited supplies of sheep's milk!
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Mad Max madness in the Sydney airport. Shopgirlove is beginning to think that the romance of flying may finally have crashed and burned...the food is terrifying,
pilots are being asked to choose between fuel and their pensions, passengers are stranded up to ten hours without water. Congress is addressing the issue, but Shopgirlove has started to consider her options. 1) If by land. 2) If by sea.
A tragic update: the crew on a FedEx flight from China to Japan are both reported dead when their plane exploded after a crash landing at Tokyo's Narita airport. Shopgirlove's deepest sympathies go out to their families. What kind of pressure must they have been under to attempt a landing in these conditions?
Friday, March 20, 2009
It's spring and a fine New year! Our President took the initiative in foreign relations to wish the people of Persia a happy NoRooz. Good. Peace and joy and may the family of man grow closer. Be well and blessings upon your house.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Disgusting man, disgusting crime. Rape is on the rise in our communities, our work environments, and in our schools. It is the most costly crime in America and the least prosecuted. One of the most disturbing trends has been the increase of violent sexual crimes in the U.S. military, although, ours has good company. May all the victims find a healing path...
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
Well, well, well...Bernie go bye-bye. Can you imagine? Shopgirlove is ever so glad to see the monster behind bars. But is it enough? Really? Vanity Fair has an excellent issue that tackles the greed and hubris endemic in the last decade's financial wheeling's and dealings. The Madoff piece is certainly illuminating; but the real eye-opener is the analysis of Iceland's meltdown...the gender factor is an interesting theme. Shopgirlove has gone back to Trollope. Melmotte got there waaaaaaay before Madoff. And with a great deal more style and even a conscience. That's more than can be said of Bernie the Bastard...
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Well...Shopgirlove finally fixed her laptop and then the neighbors from whom she was jacking her wireless went and moved! Damn them! However, someone else moved in close enough and the game is on...we have a lot of catching up to do. Yes we do! Much to come; in the meantime, go rent Bella. It's incredible. Keep the Kleenex handy, though...