Back in the daily grind.
Back's aching (right-hand side, for some reason, going right up my mid-back).
Toe stub tally for March: 2. Both this morning. I all but punted a footstool this morning, kicking it in the dark, nailing my middle toes on my right foot. Even Exene piped up "Ow. That sounded painful." from her perch on the sofabed as I staggered through the living room. And then, I stubbed my LEFT foot later this morning, walking from the kitchen to the boys' bedroom. I swear, I need to get titanium slippers. I am always stubbing my toes.
I think I need to get one of these:
http://www.amazon.com/The-Stick-Original-Body/dp/B000P7RSL2
I tried one of them the other day, and it felt so good! Then again, I'm never one to pass up a massage (giving or receiving, it's all good). That "massage science" has advanced to allow something like "The Stick" to exist, so much the better. Simple concept, great execution.
I watched "Zombieland" again, and I think the best thing about it is the opening credits, in terms of darkly comedic punch (I particularly like the zombie stripper chick with the tassled tits chasing after the terrified businessmen, and the Bar Mitzvah meltdown)
The rest of the movie isn't nearly as edgy as the opening might lead you to believe -- it's more like a cute romantic comedy that happens to have a zombie or two in it. Not that it's not funny in parts, because it is; it's just that the FUNNY wasn't the main purpose of it, so it doesn't really count as a comedy in my book. The main narrative purpose of the movie is getting Columbus laid, of him ending up with his super-cool babe (we're supposed to believe she's super-cool, but there's nothing particularly cool about Wichita; she just seems cool relative to the nebbishy Columbus).
In fact, you can see the screenwriters forcibly having Wichita take to Columbus about two-thirds of the way into the movie. I mimed furiously typewriting in the air while watching it, saying "Must have love interest chick fall for protagonist!" demonstrating the Will of the Writer imposed on the character of Wichita, turning her, in effect, into a Columbus-liking zombie. Ha!
