Well, at least the remake of A Miracle on 34th Street is a travesty. It takes all the charm out of the old film and leaves only a mealy-mouthed echo. Blech. It won't really commit to being in its own era, either; it's all soft-camera angles and bland yet retro-ey styling. And then they take the climax and totally rewrite it. So, way to be inspired by a classic film an dthen take all of the good stuff away.
Merry Christmas, anyhow.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
A True Parable
I was on the bus yesterday morning, running late as usual. It was crowded, but I did manage to get a seat.
Right across the aisle from me sat a woman with a large handbag. From out of the handbag on her lap she fished a wrapped lifesaver-shaped mint and a pen. I wondered why she needed both, until she used the pen to poke a hole in the wrapper, which was smart. I turned away as she popped the mint in her mouth.
When I turned back, the wrapper from the mint was on the ground right next to her foot. How could she be so callous as to litter? Littering is wrong. Well, maybe she inadvertently dropped it. I knew a way to get her to pick it up.
"Ma'am, you dropped your wrapper."
She chuckled, a bit embarassed, said, "Thank you," and then proceeded to use her foot to sweep the wrapper under her seat, murmuring, "I'll leave that for them."
For a moment, I was awed by her shamelessness. I had pointed out her littering to her (politely), and she proceeded to make it worse! There was no way she had just accidentally dropped that mint wrapper!
I was not until later that I realized I should have simply bent over and picked up the wrapper myself, without a word.
Right across the aisle from me sat a woman with a large handbag. From out of the handbag on her lap she fished a wrapped lifesaver-shaped mint and a pen. I wondered why she needed both, until she used the pen to poke a hole in the wrapper, which was smart. I turned away as she popped the mint in her mouth.
When I turned back, the wrapper from the mint was on the ground right next to her foot. How could she be so callous as to litter? Littering is wrong. Well, maybe she inadvertently dropped it. I knew a way to get her to pick it up.
"Ma'am, you dropped your wrapper."
She chuckled, a bit embarassed, said, "Thank you," and then proceeded to use her foot to sweep the wrapper under her seat, murmuring, "I'll leave that for them."
For a moment, I was awed by her shamelessness. I had pointed out her littering to her (politely), and she proceeded to make it worse! There was no way she had just accidentally dropped that mint wrapper!
I was not until later that I realized I should have simply bent over and picked up the wrapper myself, without a word.
Monday, December 03, 2007
Random Tag!
Yay! A writing prompt! Thanks to the staff at Let's Shall, here are seven random things about me:
- I am left-handed.
- I work for the Children's Law Center in Washington, DC.
- I can parallel park!
- In my spare time, I like to identify the period and architectural style of DC buildings.
- My ultimate fantasy would be to purchase a large historic building and restore it in an ecologically sensitive way either into affordable apartments or an Episcopal retreat center (in the latter scenario, I'd be able to preside at services).
- I know a lot about estate planning.
- I have a natural talent for lucid dreaming.
I hope I did that right.
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