Michele and Keith’s daughter Siobhan was born Tuesday morning. I shall be meeting her Thursday evening and will share my oohs and ahhs then. Yay for babies, basically.
Cindy and Angela and I went and saw Once tonight. Delightful movie. I’d like to see it again, mostly because I spent the whole time tensed up fearing something awful was going to happen to the people. The movie is tense, but that’s not why, and I’d like to enjoy it more the second time. In any case, the music is just lovely and I think I’m going to download a good bit of it. There are some nice comments on the IMDb board for it; more than one person said they were still thinking about it days or weeks later, like a “movie hangover.” Very apt. There’s also a translation of what the girl says to the guy in Czech, and it’s precisely what I hoped it was.
The plan for after the movie was to eat at an Afghan place nearby, but they closed at 9, so we drove around the block until we found a place to park, and found ourselves outside a Thai restaurant. It was practically empty, and we did in fact witness a car accident directly outside just before we walked in, but the food was good (though what do I know, I’d never been to a Thai place before). I had some spicy duck thing that I liked (I love duck), and the curry puff appetizers were very tasty, especially with this savory-sweet onion and cucumber oil stuff they came with.
I found a new webcomic I like called pictures for sad children. Here’s a panel. It isn’t representative of the strip, but I thought it rang true.
One of the blogs I read, one called Flip Flop Flying, had an entry today that reminded me of one of my favorite movie moments. For me, it’s the moment he belts out “we could be heroes” that floors me, not the fireworks moment a bit later, but still. Great stuff.