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2 Days Later

I’m still here. The move went off reasonably hitch-free, although the last two days have been tremendously stressful. Right now, our new home is a mess, and will remain so until new carpet and various items of furnishing, etc., are in place. My clothes—all five bags of ’em—are currently languishing, as I need a new wardrobe. Very urgently.
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If Memory Serves

Last night’s viewing: a rather strange film from 2000 titled Memento, starring Guy Pearce. I won’t give any spoilers if you’ve not seen it: read on without fear.

Pearce plays a guy who has lost his short-term memory and is looking for the person who raped and killed his wife. Simple premise, but… the film has a totally non-linear narrative. Initially, I felt it was going to be an irredeemable pain in the backside. By the halfway stage, the reasons for this technique start to become much clearer. The ending is terrifically well done. No, really, this one genuinely surprises.
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Get Me Away From Here, I’m Dying

I’ll tell you another big drawback with this house move thing. I (rather optimistically) packed up a lot of my books and music some months ago in anticipation of moving! So, of course, certain items I might have given little thought to for aeons suddenly take on a rosy, alluring glow, knowing they’re just beyond reach. Oh, I could undo the boxes (which are in the spare room), but fiddling with all that parcel tape is too depressing. So I’ll wait. And try more optimism as best I can.
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What’s Up?

Life update since the death of my father…

Mom has decided to sell this house and move somewhere smaller, so that we have some money in the bank as savings. Dad left no savings at all and had no life insurance. We’ll be staying in this area, though. We might even get a two-bedroom flat, actually. Neither of us are gardeners, so a garden would be a needless burden.
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Ziggy Plays Guitar

I recently bought the new David Bowie album, Heathen. It was okay—actually, it was a bit more than okay. I liked it a lot. The interest is part nostalgia these days, I guess. We all know his prime is long behind him (like probably 22 years behind him), but he’s still Bowie. He sounds the same, and he rather disgustingly looks the same too. Scary thought: he’s 55 now. There’s not much invention or newness in his current work, but… you know, Mick Jagger fans must really have to strain to not be embarrassed by him these days, so I tend to think Bowie’s held up rather well. He’s still a bit on the cool side even if he has nothing new to say. I didn’t expect Ziggy Stardust standard greatness, so I enjoyed it.
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