Yessir, it’s a gloomy, soaking day here. The students were inside for TWO recesses in a row, which never makes for an easy day. It’s still a long way to Christmas – in fact, it’s still a long way to the weekend. And as is so often the case, my shoulder muscles are like a game of cats’ cradle gone horribly wrong. I need a good laugh. How about you?
I love funny stuff, like everyone else in the world, but I don’t always laugh out loud, even if I’m enjoying the humour. Here are five things that break that barrier for me between smiling appreciatively and actually LOLing.
1. Mystery Science Theater 3000 Shorts. The MST3K dudes take short public service films from the 1950s and add their own commentary. SO GREAT. Here’s the classic Uncle Jim’s Dairy Farm – but honestly, you should watch them all. They are ALL hilarious, and eminently quotable.
Our family car does not have a name. However, all of E’s cars have names. I don’t even remember where all of them came from; some he had help with.
That’s LaFasta (it says LAFASTA on the side), Georgian (he made that one up), Racecar, Tanker Truck (some are highly original), Flattop, Mario Car, Rescue Truck (says “Forest Rescue” on the side), Spirit of ’68, Violet, Devyn’s Car (a gift from a friend whose name you can probably guess), and Silver Ghost. The four above have been named in honour of the Cars movie: Lightning McQueen, Ramone, Chick Hicks, and Sally. (Only Lightning is the “real deal”, painted like the movie character – that was the car I thought he’d name when I asked him his favourite.) The only one missing from the bunch is Malaysia.
I think he’s earned the right to name our Echo.
Here’s a taste of story time with Auntie Em and the whiz kid. (Sort of. Usually story time occurs in the rocking chair, without quite so much playing with random objects… but hey, he does okay.)
The story is “Click, Clack, Moo”, by Doreen Cronin, illustrated by Betsy Lewin. It’s a cool, silly little story with great pictures – I recommend it.
I know it’s pretty long – you might be asleep by the end – but you at least want to hear him say “ultimatum”.
Here is one thing I love about this time of year, one aspect of November that never fails to uplift me when I catch sight of it: the dizzying, humbling spectacle of hundreds of birds flying in synchrony. It tops my list of “Things I Would Miss About Planet Earth If I Were Abducted By Aliens”.
This montage was created by Dylan Winter, travel journalist and wildlife cameraman. It’s absolutely incredible, mesmerizing. You’ll forget what you’re watching and start thinking deep thoughts about the spiritual and artistic commonalities to be found in the strata of the natural world. I bet.
It’s a classic: twinkle-toes city boy arrives in small town USA where the kids aren’t allowed to dance, and makes it his mission to get the bylaw changed – and win the heart of the preacher’s daughter.
When we first saw the trailer for the new Footloose movie, Sean asked, “Why do they need to remake this movie?” I wondered the same thing: the original Kevin Bacon classic has stood the test of time admirably. But since almost every movie made these days is a remake or a book adaptation, I guess they had to get to this one eventually. Even though the dancing in the trailer made me raise my eyebrows, I knew I would see it sooner or later.
Turned out to be sooner. I had a mini-meltdown on Saturday morning, having done my best to pick up the slack that week, as my husband went to hospital unexpectedly for the better part of three days – to have a procedure done that would require him to go back and forth to the hospital each subsequent day while his wound heals. I was thrilled that Sean’s medical issue was minor (it’s hard not to imagine the worst), but the stress was getting to me. And, it must be admitted, I had ignored my crying quota for a bit too long. Sean, recognizing my need to do something stressless, actually told me, “You and Skye should go see a movie today.”
Hence, Footloose. A fun, escapist flick. Right? I enjoy (and own) the original, in all its cheese and semi-accidental profundity. And frankly, I dig any movie that celebrates humanity’s need to get its groove on.
If you are also a fan, you will find that the new Footloose pays homage to the 1984 version at every turn (so to speak) – and WE KNOW, because when we got back to my house that same day, we watched the DVD:
- The opening credits feature feet dancing to the original song Footloose – with the exact same font for the names;
- Many lines of original dialogue are used verbatim;
- Ren McCormack drives a VW Bug, wears Chuck Taylors, and dons a tie on the first day of school; Continue reading “BANG Movie Review: Footloose (the remake) Meets Reality”
On Thanksgiving weekend, we took E to his first Fall Fair. I remember how much I loved the fair as a kid – but I’d forgotten. It wasn’t until I brought my toddler that I re-realized how FANTABULOUS it really is. In fact, it spoiled this kid for normal life. The morning after, he first words out of his mouth were, “I wanna go to the fair. I wanna ride on the berries.” (He not only rode on the giant spinning berries, he also rode on the bumblebees, and the carousel, and even the Ferris wheel.) The next morning, it was “I wanna ride the Ferris wheel and play in the corn.” He still asks to go to the fair about once a day.
Things we learned at the fair:
- Tractors are even better inside than outside
- Reptiles are SO COOL (especially tortoises… so prehistoric)
- Alpacas are outrageously cute
- Farm animals are generally much bigger than they look in books
- Fries taste better at the fair
- Our son is not at all afraid of heights (he grinned like crazy all the way up the Ferris wheel)
- Feed corn is better to play in than gravel: prettier colour and NO dust
- Rides at the fair are expensive
- Despite this, people can be generous (one mom on her way out just handed us her extras – like $15 worth)
- All the flashing lights and colours and noises that just make us jaded adults think of commercialism are beautiful to a two-year-old boy
- E can also fly – he just flaps his arms and takes off! Check it out…
We sure did give thanks. Obviously we’re going again next year. 🙂
As promised… the Tiny Potter outtakes! The secret is revealed: his focus – and his discipline – are not as perfect as they look in the edited version.
I know you guys have read a lot of sad posts lately, for which I’m eternally grateful. But how about a smiley post for a change? If this one doesn’t make you smile, I’ll eat a Bowtruckle.
I’ve been thinking about this wee project ever since the spring, when we were on a hike with Grammie and Papa and E picked up a stick (natch) and started gesturing grandiosely with it. We knew the li’l gaffer had potential.
This is also a shout out to Skye, who is my Harry Potter buddy. We’ve been peers on the Harry Potter Geek-Out Fan Scale for a long time, but recently she has been putting me to shame. Through her dedication, she is the one responsible for me a) getting tickets to the midnight VIP premiere to HP 7.2, and b) getting a beta-test membership on Pottermore.com. (We are both Hufflepuff! GO NICE PEOPLE!) So this is my attempt to give back. 🙂
(By the way, BD, if you still haven’t read past book one, I’m sorry. You don’t get to watch this. Go do your reading RIGHT NOW.)
A note about the camel: I asked E, after we did all the filming, “So, if you had a Patronus, what do you think it would be? What animal do you relate to?” Instead of saying “Yeah,” (which is what he says when he doesn’t understand the question) he thought for a second or two, and said matter-of-factly, “A camel.” So there’s no quibbling about this.
A note about the costuming: I had no idea, when I bought that hoodie for myself, that it would have such an illustrious future. Same goes for that chopstick.
Coming soon: the Gag Reel!