First of all, I am really, really sunburned. Not badly mind you, but enough to be uncomfortable. I got up this morning and spent a couple of hours wandering around the flea market. As I may have stated in here somewhere before, please, please don't let anyone buy all my assorted collected junk at the end of my life and then sell it at the flea market. I cannot imagine complete strangers looking at the collected items from my life and thinking--why would anyone save that or even collect something as insane as that?!? I guess what sets me apart from my sister is that I go there and I see a lot of junk. She goes and sees the potential in the stuff to be more than it is--that is from a home decorating standpoint. Whenever I get a house that I own of my very own, I am going to beg her to help me decorate it because she really has an eye for it.
Not that I escaped the flea market without a few assorted treasures, mind you. I am happy that I resisted the urge to pick up that box set of
X-Files season eight for the insanely low price they had it at. Insanely low price or not, I just don't need it right now and the money can be spent on other things. Or so I keep telling myself.
After the flea market, I wandered to the outdoor pool and loved it. The outdoor pool at Maryland Farm's YMCA is an Olympic sized pool, meaning it's 50 meters instead of just 25. This means I can do half as many total laps and get as much excercise. It also means it's twice as far across the pool. I have to admit I am in reasonably better shap than I'd hoped since it didn't bother me too much to do so. And I will find out just how strong a swimmer I am as I continue to use and don't have the wall to push off ever 25 meters or so. Oh, there is just nothing that says summer for me more than swimming laps in the outdoor pool and then resting on a lounge chair with a bottle of cool water and a good book. (And the water was surprisingly comfortable--not too hot, not too chilly. Also, a good thing).
And since I have declared this officially the start to my summer, I figured I'd cap off my day's adventure with a summer movie. I was glad that the adventures of Mulder, Sculy and Doggett had stayed with the nice man at the flea market so I could justify seeing
Shrek 2. All I can say is--it's great. As much mad capped fun as the first one and definitely worth the ticket for admission. Antonio Bandaras as Puss In Boots...well, I won't ruin anything for you. The previews have only told you half the story and the story is so much fun. And it throws the movie homages at you like a
Naked Gun movie. The homage to
Spider-Man was particularily nicely done. And speaking of which...as if the movie wasn't enjoyable enough, we got to see the Spidey preview and the new
Harry Potter preview. (Which reminds me I must re-read the third HP book before I go to the movie). Both look great, of course.
Here's my advice if you go to see
Shrek 2...do NOT leave when the credits start to roll. You'll miss a great scene. Just be patient. And come on--you did pay the price to get in, might as well see it all.
Definitely one to put on my list for DVDs I want for Christmas--assuming it's out by then(as if it won't be!)
posted by Michael Hickerson at 5/22/2004 05:57:00 PM |
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