Mon Dec 16th, 2013
|07:22 pm - Not bad for a Monday|
Spent today in good deeds and triumph. Good deeds was shovelling The Greek Gardener's south sidewalk, or rather, breaking up the packed snow with my ice scraper for a matter of thirty feet; and then, hailed by my Chinese neighbour, filling out her passport application as guarantor and working out the vexed question of what ID she possesses with both her English and Chinese names on it. She remembered that her Social Insurance does, where her health card and driver's licence don't, so that's good to go.
(She said "I was going to ask the priest across the street to do it, but he's not in." I have no recollection of any priest across the street, unless it's for the Russian church a block away; and if so, he's always in mufti where I usually see him at the church in his robes. Said something of the sort; she said, 'Not really a priest maybe, he's [Cantonese word that might be the equivalent of bokushi/ 牧師]' I know no Protestant pastors on that side of the street either; but then recall my bro saying they get misdelivered mail for ancient Mr. and Mrs. P from some charismatic sect. Maybe them?
Triumph was locating my poufy hat at work, yes, where I have no memory at all of bringing it; discovering that I work Tuesday not Thursday noon, so can have my acupuncture without shifting shifts; and receiving a $25 book token from a baby parent. I don't deal with Indigo if I can help it but they do have things the used and indies don't.
Saw Omohide Poroporo/ Only Yesterday last night-- the one that I overheard a Japanese-Canadian woman describing as 'made for Japanese women who were in their thirties during the 80s.' Now I'm not so sure about that. The protagonist is 27 during the film and the date is 1982. She isn't in her thirties, '82 is kind of early for 'the 80s', and the film actually came out in 1991.
I remember reading an indignant review in The Japan Times, chastising Ghibli for traumatizing so many little kids whose (Japanese) parents took them to Omohide on the strength of Totoro. Which is bats. Surely the parents read the reviews and knew the ground-breaking nature of the anime? Frankly I'm not sure there /were/ that many little kids at the showing the reviewer saw; I fancy he himself was outraged at Ghibli making an adult anime that included the heroine's not so happy childhood with her traditional strict father, a world away from the one in Totoro. *Disney* would never include talk of periods and underwear!
Glad to hear the Hat is Found!
I just got your Christmas card, by the way. Thank you very much! I would like to meet up again next year, though as you say, it may be a bit dependent on How Things Go. But the intention is definitely there. (Full knowledge, full consent.)
Trying not to be apocalyptic and old age Things Always Get Worse here-- but if we get some sensible governments, and things start going more sensibly, yes, it would be nice to meet up again somewhere.
Excellent. I shall add it to the List Of Things To Bear In Mind.
|Date:||December 19th, 2013 02:42 pm (UTC)|| |
...and YAAY for finding poufy hats!