Contributing to Global Warming Because Hold ’em Couldn’t Offset Watching Juno
There is a plus side to having the temperature at 91, humidity of 52%, and not a breath of air at 8 p.m.
It’s great cigar smoking weather.
I had a concern that the heat from the cigar might be just a little to much, and I would keel over from heat exhaustion. But after I lit up, relaxed in the Indy Racing League Cigar Bar to watch the NBA finals, my concerns immediately went up in smoke.
Beautiful curls of smoke which only moved because I exhaled.
The slight light of the television made it possible to watch the cloud from my La Diferencia Cubana gently dissipate.
I even managed to create some decent smoke rings while Kobe was getting called with cheap fouls.
Since Nancy was busy scouring the web for some Oh Jeez Hetero Purse Openings, she didn’t walk out waving her hand in front of her face, going “Whew, it stinks.”
After watching the movie Juno, it really was essential that I do something a little macho. Juno was a cute movie. Just enough drama to keep it interesting, but it had a happy ending. I didn’t see any stereotypes in the characters that normally would have crept in. The dad wasn’t a dope, the step-mom wasn’t a witch, the best friend was suitably freaked and didn’t offer sage advice, and Juno was likable without being smarmy.
But then again, I was playing in an online poker tournament, so I wasn’t 100% into every detail. I finished 3,876th out of 6,000 players. Blinds, were 75/50, anti 10, I had just under 2000 chips, while the leaders were closing in on 50,000, so I had to move. (Ya think?) I had a pair of 10’s, flop was 8, 7, 2. Top pair, all in. I forget the last two cards, but lost to a guy holding a pair of eights in the hole. Three of a kind.
So, how was your Sunday?
I really liked Juno. Light comedy is one of the few areas where you can still see real acting that requires timing and characterization and doesn’t rely on CGI it get things done.
@Glenn Palmer: can’t argue with that, but heavy drama will do the same for a character. I loved No Country for Old Men because the a lot of the Villan’s pure evil seemed to come from within.
Thanks for asking! I went to Incredible Pizza! It was incredible.
And just a few days before that I was outside on a rather windy night and watched my new stepsister smoke a cigar and drink wine while in my new aunt’s pool. It was something I’d never done before. I’m all about change these days.
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Oh and by the way, Juno rawked. Honest to blog.
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@Redneck Diva: I thought your new leaf was to stop hanging out here! I’m glad you’re back and unemployed so you can blog/comment more.
Cigars and Wine? OMG – you will be Whine and Sheese Neck!
Now that I’ve seen the movie, I can safely agree: Juno is a film about hot-button subjects (abortion, teen pregnancy, adoption, etc.)
The real flashpoint issue in the film, of course, could have been abortion. Here Cody’s politics (presumably pro-choice) are at odds with her plot needs (a birth) and, who knows, maybe commercial dictates, too, if studios worry about antagonizing the evangelical audience. It’s a tension the screenplay finesses deftly, undercutting both pro-life and pro-choice purism. Pregnant Juno at first reflexively embraces abortion as the obvious option, and her best friend is at the ready with phone numbers; she’s helped other classmates through this. But just when pro-lifers might be about to denounce this display of secular humanist decadence, Juno stomps out of the clinic, unable to go through with it.
Regards,