Woke at 2ish this afternoon after a night of work. I’m an 8 hour of sleep kind of girl. These 5 -6 hr sleeps are not cutting the mustard. I can’t wait to be done with nights. They’re wrecking me!
Floating around in that half-asleep state, I made coffee, eval’d the sky, noticed blue skies and dry (ish), calm air. Didn’t trust myself on my bike, not coherent enough. Desperate to prove to myself I’m not turning into a mole (it’s a challenge most days) I went for a walk on the American River, next to the bike path.
A flyfisherman. Looked like fun:
Pretty and smelly, too:
After, saw a treat of a movie, SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE. Became a $20 treat after one ticket and the “matinee bargain special” of popcorn and a small coke. Worth it. Went to the Tower theater, blogged about earlier after seeing MILK. (A masterpiece, in my mind.) I’d much rather give this theater my $20 than the giant big-box theaters.
Stashed the trusty camera in my bag and got a pic of the Tower lit up in all it’s art-deco splendor. It’s dark, but you can get an idea of the fountain, palm trees and garden in front of it. A special place.
I watched the Oscars on Sunday. I’ll admit, I love oogling the gowns as much as the talent. This flick has been on my “to watch” list for some time. It earned numerous Oscars.
GO SEE IT. RUN, DON’T WALK!
It’ s splendid. It is disturbing. It is real. You may cry and ask often, “Why?”
A 2 min. trailer. Like usual, they don’t do the film justice:
Tommorow, a long bike ride if Mother Nature cooperates? If not, lots of knitting to catch up on.