Hockey Night in Norfolk
Oct. 28th, 2004 10:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
clayhornikMy sisters rock. Their assistance over the last few days have made prepping for the trip all the easier. Sister Alice picked up a copy of Planetary 21 for me- I've been excited about the issue since I saw the four page script sneakpeek months ago.
Took Alice and her husband Joe to a hockey game last night. Admirals won. Fairly exciting game, even for a newbie like me. There were a couple of fights, Mike Brown being a pretty feisty scrapper.
It was a tie, 1 to 1, so it went into a five minute overtime. Nobody scored during that so they had a shootout. Joe had never seen a shootout before. (Insert stupid joke about urban violence and living downtown). This was pretty tense, especially when the Admirals goalie let the puch slip in. We were down at that end of the court... I mean rink... and saw him stop it with a kneeling action. Then he stood up and it slipped in. The feeling of anger and disappointment was pallapable. But it was all right in the end, when Matt Ellison scored the winning goal.
The whole experience was... unique. It is, of course, fun to see your team win. But to see them win in circumstances like that makes it all the more exciting.
Oh, and I got my picture with HatTrick. Salty suspiciously absent. Will post link to picture after Spookycon. Will post LOTS of pictures after Spookycon.
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Blah Blah Blah... Red Sox won... Blah Blah Blah. Now maybe coworker will shut up. Nah. He'll become insufferable. Of course, they won the old fashion way: Blood Sacrifice. Of course , to die hard Sox fans, the death of an innocent really isn't all that much. Oddly enough, the moon turned red last night. Witchcraft, I tell you, witchcraft.
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I saw Sky Captain & the World of Tomorrow a couple of days ago, wanted to give it a coupl of days to steep into my brain. Beautiful. Just amazing. It was like finding a new movie from the era. As the opeing credits started, I actually said "an RKO Radio Picture." Max Fleischer robots. Latitude Londitude lines superimposed over the landscape while flying. Laurence Olivier. Literally, fun for the whole family... no sex, no swearing, comicbook violence. Even the scary Christians liked it.
For me, the best part was early on, hearing Polly say "They've reached Sixth Avenue... they've reached Fifth Avenue... they're a hundred yards away...". This gave me chills, and I couldn't figure out why til I got home and checked IMDB. It's adapted from Orson Welle's War of the Worlds. It's one of my favourite bedtime stories and the sound editing of the piece is particularly powerful... the broadcaster standing on top of a building watching boats and cars escaping the city.when the Martians use Black Smoke on the city. You hear the boats and the cars and as the gas advances you notice they go quiet slowly til all that's left in the back ground are far away river noises. Creepy in it's subtlety.
Took Alice and her husband Joe to a hockey game last night. Admirals won. Fairly exciting game, even for a newbie like me. There were a couple of fights, Mike Brown being a pretty feisty scrapper.
It was a tie, 1 to 1, so it went into a five minute overtime. Nobody scored during that so they had a shootout. Joe had never seen a shootout before. (Insert stupid joke about urban violence and living downtown). This was pretty tense, especially when the Admirals goalie let the puch slip in. We were down at that end of the court... I mean rink... and saw him stop it with a kneeling action. Then he stood up and it slipped in. The feeling of anger and disappointment was pallapable. But it was all right in the end, when Matt Ellison scored the winning goal.
The whole experience was... unique. It is, of course, fun to see your team win. But to see them win in circumstances like that makes it all the more exciting.
Oh, and I got my picture with HatTrick. Salty suspiciously absent. Will post link to picture after Spookycon. Will post LOTS of pictures after Spookycon.
--
Blah Blah Blah... Red Sox won... Blah Blah Blah. Now maybe coworker will shut up. Nah. He'll become insufferable. Of course, they won the old fashion way: Blood Sacrifice. Of course , to die hard Sox fans, the death of an innocent really isn't all that much. Oddly enough, the moon turned red last night. Witchcraft, I tell you, witchcraft.
--
I saw Sky Captain & the World of Tomorrow a couple of days ago, wanted to give it a coupl of days to steep into my brain. Beautiful. Just amazing. It was like finding a new movie from the era. As the opeing credits started, I actually said "an RKO Radio Picture." Max Fleischer robots. Latitude Londitude lines superimposed over the landscape while flying. Laurence Olivier. Literally, fun for the whole family... no sex, no swearing, comicbook violence. Even the scary Christians liked it.
For me, the best part was early on, hearing Polly say "They've reached Sixth Avenue... they've reached Fifth Avenue... they're a hundred yards away...". This gave me chills, and I couldn't figure out why til I got home and checked IMDB. It's adapted from Orson Welle's War of the Worlds. It's one of my favourite bedtime stories and the sound editing of the piece is particularly powerful... the broadcaster standing on top of a building watching boats and cars escaping the city.when the Martians use Black Smoke on the city. You hear the boats and the cars and as the gas advances you notice they go quiet slowly til all that's left in the back ground are far away river noises. Creepy in it's subtlety.
