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Category: dribblings

I made latkes for dinner tonight, over at my leetle brahther’s house. I haven’t made them in a while, and it was nice to have something different for dinner. Then they wanted to watch TV and asked me what I wanted to watch, but I don’t have any shows that I keep up with at the moment (except of course RuPaul’s Drag Race, a show I could write a whole thesis on, maybe not a great thesis, but let me just say, I can talk your ear off about that show and how I’ve come to love and respect the difficult life of drag queens. Chapter one would be a short history, chapter two: the fine and perfect line between glamour and clown, and chapter three: RuPaul and Jesus. STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT.) So as my bro flipped through the guide I saw that Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory was on and I squealed and they let me watch about 40 minutes (the best 40 minutes of the movie) before I left because it was late.

The Willy Wonka movie is also something I can drone on about at great length. Liz and Laura can back me up on this. They hate that movie. They are crazy, but of course are allowed to have their own opinions. That movie is nearly perfect and all, ALL, because of Gene Wilder. Do not argue with me on this.
The Tim Burton/Johnny Depp version is complete garbage. Also, do not argue with me on that.

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I am still obsessing over the Albert Nobbs novella and cursing it’s complete nonstory. For a story that has nothing and goes nowhere, I’m surprised I keep thinking about it, but also I think maybe the reason I can’t let it go is that I felt tricked into reading it in the first place. I blame Oscar buzz, Glenn Close, and Downton Abbey.

Can we talk about Downton Abbey for a minute? No spoilers, I promise. In fact, I’m only on ep 4 of season 2 so I don’t even know what’s going on anymore, but, can we all agree that Maggie Smith is the best and steals every scene she’s in? Hate her, love her, she steals the scene EVERY time. We were discussing this at work (we talk about it several times a day at the ‘brary.) and the question of who our favorite character is came up. I was shocked by my answer, as was coworkers, when I said that I liked Mary the best.

Also, I feel bad that I don’t feel bad for Edith. Why do they make her so meh and her story arcs so blah, and even when she’s being horrible I just don’t care. I have more interest in what’s going on with the dog than Edith. This might make me a horrible person, but it’s all fiction anyway, so maybe not.

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Wait, back to Willy Wonka, (I’ve had caffeine this evening) the part I love (we ALL love) is when they all go to that room where it’s like you’re outside but all the trees and things are candy? You know this part? Of course you do. When I was a kid all I wanted to do was live there and drink Daffodil tea out of a daffodil and then eat the daffodil. This was a goal of mine as a kid, find the eatable land with the daffodils and then grow up to be Diana Ross. Sadly, I have YET to find the eatable land, and I’ve been told that I cannot be Diana Ross.

This Earth is a cruel place.

 

 

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