I like to think Hemingway's famous six word story is about a little girl who likes to be barefoot all the time and outgrows her shoes before she gets to use them.
Update #1: Hemingway probably didn't write that story.
Update #2: I got selected for the One Sentence blog
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
It was a beautiful day.
I woke up around 8:00. I did the morning thing... showered, shaved, got dressed. It was a beautiful day so I decided to walk along the bus route to the subway. I figured if the bus didn't come while I was waiting at least I had a nice walk. It never came.
When I got to the subway I sat on the platform and read while I waited about 10 minutes for the train. I can't remember what I was reading, but it was probably something I'd read before. Maybe a comic book.
The train came and I walked to the end of the platform so I would be right near the exit when it got to my stop. I got on at 63rd Street so there were plenty of seats, but I always liked to stand when I rode the train. I would stand without leaning against the door and slowly rock back and forth to keep my balance as the train moved.
It was an uneventful train ride. I got off at 5th Street and walked up to the street. It was a really beautiful day. The sun was shining, but not the way that makes you squint at everything. I went to the newsstand to get my usual "breakfast" - a Snapple and a soft pretzel.
I walked through Independance Mall to get to work. I'd walk past tourists taking pictures, posing in front of Independance Hall. I always used to wonder how many vacation photos I must be in. Photo bombing wasn't a thing back then, but if it was I would have been awesome at it.
I got to my desk a little after 10:00. When I got settled in I logged onto AIM. Back then there was nothing to stop you from chatting with your friends at work. No reason, really. My friend, Craig, popped up.
"Hey, how's it going?"
"Not good, not good."
"Why, what's happening?"
"The second tower just collapsed."
"What are you talking about?"
They closed the office and sent everyone home an hour later because we were next to Independance Hall and the Liberty Bell. Who knew what could happen next? On the way home I remembered the guy at the newsstand was talking to someone about a plane crash. He was real casual about it, like it was a tragic accident or something. Nobody knew. Why would they? It was such a beautiful day.
When I got to the subway I sat on the platform and read while I waited about 10 minutes for the train. I can't remember what I was reading, but it was probably something I'd read before. Maybe a comic book.
The train came and I walked to the end of the platform so I would be right near the exit when it got to my stop. I got on at 63rd Street so there were plenty of seats, but I always liked to stand when I rode the train. I would stand without leaning against the door and slowly rock back and forth to keep my balance as the train moved.
It was an uneventful train ride. I got off at 5th Street and walked up to the street. It was a really beautiful day. The sun was shining, but not the way that makes you squint at everything. I went to the newsstand to get my usual "breakfast" - a Snapple and a soft pretzel.
I walked through Independance Mall to get to work. I'd walk past tourists taking pictures, posing in front of Independance Hall. I always used to wonder how many vacation photos I must be in. Photo bombing wasn't a thing back then, but if it was I would have been awesome at it.
I got to my desk a little after 10:00. When I got settled in I logged onto AIM. Back then there was nothing to stop you from chatting with your friends at work. No reason, really. My friend, Craig, popped up.
"Hey, how's it going?"
"Not good, not good."
"Why, what's happening?"
"The second tower just collapsed."
"What are you talking about?"
They closed the office and sent everyone home an hour later because we were next to Independance Hall and the Liberty Bell. Who knew what could happen next? On the way home I remembered the guy at the newsstand was talking to someone about a plane crash. He was real casual about it, like it was a tragic accident or something. Nobody knew. Why would they? It was such a beautiful day.
Monday, July 30, 2012
Be a werewolf (don't be a vampire)
Back in high school a friend and I changed the words to the Dr. Pepper
jingle to be all about werewolves. An American Werewolf in London had
just come out starring David Naughton who was the Dr. Pepper Spokesman.
For some reason it's been stuck in my head all morning. It went like
this:
I've turned into a werewolf don't you know.
There's really no where safe you can go,
'Cause if you look around these days
There seems to be a lycanthropic craze!*
I'm a werewolf! He's a werewolf. She's a werewolf!
If you've been bitten maybe your a werewolf, too!
Be a werewolf (don't be a vampire)
Be a werewolf (don't be a vampire)
See, even back in the '80s vampires were lame.
*American Werewolf, The Howling and Wolfen all came out in 1981.
I've turned into a werewolf don't you know.
There's really no where safe you can go,
'Cause if you look around these days
There seems to be a lycanthropic craze!*
I'm a werewolf! He's a werewolf. She's a werewolf!
If you've been bitten maybe your a werewolf, too!
Be a werewolf (don't be a vampire)
Be a werewolf (don't be a vampire)
See, even back in the '80s vampires were lame.
*American Werewolf, The Howling and Wolfen all came out in 1981.
Saturday, July 28, 2012
Up: Just how old are Carl and Muntz?
We don't really get any exact dates in Disney/Pixar's Up, but we can extrapolate enough information to determine approximate ages for Carl Fredricksen and Charles Muntz.
First, the dates. In the opening newsreel Charles Muntz's dirigible, The Spirt of Adventure, is described as "longer than 22 prohibition paddy wagons placed end-to-end." Prohibition was from 1920-1933. I'll give the benefit of the doubt and say Up takes place from 1933 to 2009/present day.
Second, the ages. They don't mention Carl or Muntz's ages in the film, so we'll have to do a little detective work and some educated guessing. I think it's safe to assume that young Carl and Ellie are about the same age as the actors who voiced them. I can't find any info on Jeremy Leary, who voiced young Carl, but I learned that Elie Docter, who voiced young Ellie, was only seven at the time. Assuming Carl and Ellie the same age, they were seven in 1933, which makes present day Carl 83 years old. Charles Muntz is actually based on aviator Charles Lindberg. Lindberg was 31 in 1933, but only 25 when he made his famous transatlantic flight. Let's say Muntz was also 25 when he left for South America to give him the best chance of surviving to the end of the film. Even using numbers that give us the smallest window of time, that would still make Muntz 101 years old in the present day!
I don't know about you, but I just can't see how a 101-year-old could do all the things he did in this film. In fact, one of the helmets Muntz is knocking around in his blimp after the dinner scene should have been his own! Jack LaLanne was 93 when he died, so Carl's activity seems quite possible. But Muntz seems highly unlikely. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love Up. One of my all time favorite movies. But when I think about the math it gives me a headache.
Beauty and The Beast - Shouldn't the Prince be in bed?
I have a problem when a movie gets its own timeline wrong. Well, not wrong, but definitely questionable. That's when my suspension of disbelief falls apart. I can't help it, I like math.
In Disney's Beauty and the Beast the filmmakers made references to time that just don't add up. The opening of the film explains that the Prince/Beast had to love and be loved in return by the time the enchanted rose stopped blooming on his 21st birthday. Later, during the song Be Our Guest, Lumiere sings "Ten years we've been rusting, needing so much more than dusting."
So, even though the opening sequence showed him looking just like he did at the end, the dialogue of the film indicates that when the Prince answered the door he was only ten years old. Which begs the question; why was an ten-year-old prince answering the door? There were (literally) dozens of servants. Surely, one of them must have been responsible for answering the door. And where are the King and Queen? And why do three people need that many servants? Downton Abbey only has about ten servants to take care of eight people.
What's most frustrating is that the problem could have easily been avoided by changing the word "Ten" to "For" in Be Our Guest. Even it you misheard and thought he said "Four" that would have made the Prince a more reasonable 17 years old.
That's all I got for now, but I might have other movie conundrums to decipher in the future.
In Disney's Beauty and the Beast the filmmakers made references to time that just don't add up. The opening of the film explains that the Prince/Beast had to love and be loved in return by the time the enchanted rose stopped blooming on his 21st birthday. Later, during the song Be Our Guest, Lumiere sings "Ten years we've been rusting, needing so much more than dusting."
So, even though the opening sequence showed him looking just like he did at the end, the dialogue of the film indicates that when the Prince answered the door he was only ten years old. Which begs the question; why was an ten-year-old prince answering the door? There were (literally) dozens of servants. Surely, one of them must have been responsible for answering the door. And where are the King and Queen? And why do three people need that many servants? Downton Abbey only has about ten servants to take care of eight people.
What's most frustrating is that the problem could have easily been avoided by changing the word "Ten" to "For" in Be Our Guest. Even it you misheard and thought he said "Four" that would have made the Prince a more reasonable 17 years old.
That's all I got for now, but I might have other movie conundrums to decipher in the future.
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