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| So I checked out the new Spike Lee Joint entitled, "Inside Man" starring Denzel Washington, Willem Dafoe, and lots of very recognizable character actors. The movie is great. Not only does it blow away the traditional bank robbery genre, it has an ending that was quite original. I won't give it away. The dialogue is witty, the suspense feels very real. The movie is stylistic enough to be interesting (think "the heist") but so stylistic it becomes self-aggrandizing (think "Kill Bill"). Two thumbs up, and 3 1/2 stars.
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| Couple of ironies. Yes, I just read all of the comments to my last xanga post. Three months is an appropriate threshold for your patience. Second, I am at this moment listening to the same album I was while writing the last post. Maybe as I gain weight, time for me is slowing down. If you recall, Einstein's theory of relativity proves that my guess may have merit. If I gain enough wait, I will absorb all of existence into my gravitational field, and time will slow to the point that all of the future events in history will past before me in the blink of an eye. Time to buy Slim Fast. | | |
| My daughter likes to look for the moon. She's fascinated by it. We decided to use the opporunity for an attempt at teaching christian doctrine. Now, whenever she sees the moon, we ask her, "Who made the moon?". She responds, "Baby Jesus". This stems from all of the Santa and Baby Jesus ornaments we had around our house for Christmas. At 2, she is probably incapable of such an esoteric concept as "God", but baby Jesus she knows. She may not fully grasp what she's saying, but she's parroting her first statement of biblical doctrine.
Baby Jesus made the moon. | | |
| My daughter caused me to learn something. We have been teaching her sign language from a very early age, based on the assumption that since children can communicate long before they can speak, that the ability to sign would develop a more well-balanced child. For the most part, this has turned out to be true. Recently, however, we have noticed a disturbing pattern. We were handing her Crayons this last weekend, and asked her to make the sign for each color. She was doing fine until we got to purple. Since neither Carey nor I ever learned the correct sign for purple, we had no ability to teach her that sign. In this situation, she simply said, "purple". Acutally, it sounded more like "puh-po", but whatever. We still can't get to say "blue" for example, and we try, she just makes the sign for blue instead. It seems that Zipporah will only learn to say a word if she doesn't know the sign for it. This makes communicating with people other than her parents problematic, but I'm sure over the course of the next year or so it will all work itself out. | | |
| For those of who might have been confused by Moreh's last comment... My wife and I were told by her obstetrician that we can expect a little boy next March. Since our family only names our children after obscure biblical characters, we are now leaning toward the name Phineas, specifically from the story in Numbers 25. What do you think? Negative comments will be met by my praying against you. :) | | |
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