The Last Best Hope...
The last few days of vacation were becoming a bit tedious and as Sunday rolled around I found myself ready and willing to go back to work. News that we would also be closed yesterday, Monday, was a bag of mixed emotion. I wavered between enjoying the fact that I’d have one more day to bum around and cringed at the monumental task of keeping myself entertained for another twenty-four hours. Fortunately I found that the college bowl games were a good way to pass the time and I engaged in a bit of WoW playing to mimic actual social interaction. It worked out pretty well.
I think I mentioned it before, but this was the first time since being at my current place of employment where I took the week after Christmas break and used it solely for my own purposes. That translates into me doing very little and cultivating my hobo persona all in the privacy of my apartment. I got quite a bit of reading done, the usual comic book fare and more substantially I made good progress on The Great Shark Hunt and Feast for Crows. I plowed steadily through that portion of Shark Hunt where Thompson goes on and on about the ’72 Presidential Election and then Watergate, not a subject I would normally find myself draw towards, but he made it more than entertaining. At first I was uncertain about Feast as I had heard, correctly, that it would not contain any of the “favorite” characters POV chapters (those of you familiar with GRR Martin’s writing style that will make sense), but as I’ve made my way into it the book has grabbed a hold of just like I was hoping it would.
I also got to see Walk the Line, again, and Brokeback Mountain. Both were viewed with CiCi and I think that increased the quality of both films substantially. She hadn’t seen Line, so that was as good an excuse as any to see it again. I do heart that bit of celluloid. Brokeback Mountain was very enjoyable and the acting was superb, but I come away from it feeling that nothing was really resolved. Once I was over the whole “gay cowboys” thing the movie seemed more or less a slow plod from point A to point B. Not that it wasn’t a well done plod, but still.
So yeah, that was a nice vacation. The whole ready to be back at work thing was kind of a trick. Now that I’m here I find myself looking at the vacation schedule for our next day off. The unfortunate thing about having a week off at Christmas is that we only get one day off between now and May, but that’s what sick time and vacation days are for!