(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!