The End Is Important In All Things

The title of this entry is the last line spoken in one of my favorite movies. I wrapped up the day with a double header of movies - one old, one new. First, I watched "Blood Father" with Mel Gibson. Then, I watched "Ghost Dog" with Forrest Whitaker. An excellent little pair for a pleasant Saturday.

I started the day with breakfast with Tyrone, the stopped to stock up on cleaning supplies at the store. From there I spent an hour or so at Bob's watching King Kong (the one with Adrian Brody and Jack Black). Afterwards a quick cheeseburger for lunch, then a post lunch walk. From there, a nap, then making dinner of macaroni and cheese (very tasty if I say so myself). Then my little movie double header.
A very nice and relaxing little day. The plan for tomorrow is to see Logan with Bob and Tyrone and do my best to be fully present in the day.

The Hagakure plays a significant role in the movie Ghost Dog. It is one of those simple and profound books that has the potential to alter your world view if you're in the right place for its lessons to move you. I know it has been a constant companion of mine since it wandered across my path many years ago. I'd hit recommend it if you're looking for something to read.

On that note, I'm going to wrap up the day and slip into bed with the book I'm reading right now. Hopefully I'll read myself off into a good nights sleep.

Remember - the end is important in all things.


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A Dream, A Fiesta, Lunch and Two Movies

Last night I dreamed that there was a tear in the fabric of reality and "something wicked" came pouring through. In the dream it happened while I was at a Mexican restaurant and we (the customers and the staff) barricaded the doors and windows and fought the monsters off with improvised weaponry (kitchen utensils, clubs and spears made from broken furniture, etc.).

I am sure the dream was a subconscious reaction to the book "Spares", which involves crossing over into an alternate reality, called "The Gap". It wasn't really a scary dream, nor was it a threatening dream, it was more about the power of people banding together for a common cause. It was a fairly theatrical dream and always have within it that feeling that it was a story I was watching/telling myself.

After breakfast, following a stop at Fry's, I went to the Los Gatos Fiesta de Artes, and met Don there. It was a pleasant afternoon wandering in the sun, with a nice lunch at Double D's Sports Grille. It warmed up a little, into the mid-eighties, by the time we decided to call it a day, so I was toasty warm when I got home.

I had a light salad for dinner, then watched one of my favorite movies on the DVR - "Ghost Dog: The Way of the Samurai" with Forest Whitaker. If you've never seen it you should immediately run and rent it. It is written and directed by Jim Jarmusch and is simply one of the coolest movies ever made. I took a lazy nap and woke up in time to catch the start of another excellent movie - "A Bronx Tale" with Chaz Palminteri and Robert DeNiro. All in all, it was an outstandingly lazy Saturday.