starwars: enough already

Right after we left the movie theatre, I turned to my friends and said: "Dissappointed, I was." I was trying to yoda-speak. They got it. Yes, the special effects kicked ass. Yes, the characters were not nearly as annoying as the previous two of this series. Yes, Hayden Christenson is good eye candy. But I gotta tell you, I found myself cringing at the love scenes, I laughed at Darth Sidius/Chancellor Palpatine all the time (his maniacal laughter was just too much), and there were too many holes in the story. Now, for some serious starwars nerds, these holes might not be evident. But for me, a sub-nerd, I was having some problems believing, for instance, that Padme kicked it because she had "simply lost the will to live." Like, what Amidala, you can't find something to live for in two new babies? It's a bit disturbing, you must admit. And the worst part, was after Annikin became fully transformed into the Darth Vadar character we all know and love, when he finds out that his love is dead, that he actually killed her, he gives the most pathetic, "NOOOOOO!" Why, oh why, when he turned to the dark side to save his love, would he then so easily strangle her? Give the guy some prozac or something.

Anyways, I think I've had enough of starwars. I will be content to watch the original three which I have on dvd over and over. But, enough I say. Enough.

Where are you Adrienne?

It's early evening, the day after our Sen5es party...(see Adrienne's blog socialsquaredance for more info). My sister and her guy Mel and my guy Kev are waiting for Adrienne to call. We are going to see Star Wars Revenge of the Sith movie tonight. We had planned to see a late show, but now we are re-negging, trying to see an earlier show as we are pretty pooped from the festivities of last night.

I have called her cell and her land line, but she is nowhere to be found. I wonder if she is sleeping. I imagine her in her apartment, curled up underneath the covers, her hair spilling over her pillow like a waterfall. She has a fantastic head of hair. Maybe she is hiding from the world today. Tucked in with a book, or watching a movie, perhaps. She deserves down time.

I am pretty snoozy too, but the thought of a night out at the movies is too tempting to pass up.

what i wouldn't do for her

I am just hanging up from being on hold with Zoom airlines. I am leaving in less than 5 days for Cardiff, Wales, with my pal Jamie Long to go create a new work of theatre. We don't really know what we're getting into, but we are very excited, nonetheless. Jamie has been planting trees and clearing his brain for the last two weeks. He calls me every three days or so, and we don't talk about work. We're supposed to, but instead we just shoot the shit. Jamie is a good person to run things by. Life things, or just questions about choices. He helps me sort things out a lot. But unfortunately, Jamie can not help me when it comes to being on hold with Zoom airlines. No one can. I listen to the hold music, I realize I am pushing the receiver into my ear and it hurts. I decide to hang up. I don't slam the phone down, I place it, like normal, into it's cradle. I'm in a contemplative mood today.

The phone rings. I think for a brief moment that it is Zoom airlines, calling me back, calling to say: I'm sorry Ms. Yamamoto for keeping you on hold for so long, please now...how can I help? But then I realize that's ridiculous, and I say trepidatiously: Hello?
"Hi Maiko, It's Adrienne." I smile. "Hi Adrienne." Anyone who knows us, knows our voices can be very similar, seriously, it's like talking to a recording of myself sometimes.

She helps me to find her blog, which I read the latest installment of immediately, which I very much enjoyed. It is all about a mutual friend, who is somewhat of a delightful enigma. We talk on the phone about relationships a lot. And I was telling her about my recent navigations around relationships. I am having a real wake-up call lately at how complicated relationships really are. This is a good thing, believe me.