Memories

While reading an LA article about the JetBlue landing, I saw an ad for Capote. Apparently the rumor I heard a long time ago was true. Back in high school I read a few of his books and did a paper on Truman himself, to see this dramatization of him researching “In Cold Blood” would be lovely.

Capote looks fairly close to the mark of what I researched myself back in 2000. I feel bemused that somewhere there was a Hollywood writer probably doing the exact same thing I was, but for a larger purpose. I have a fascination for adaptations like this. I learned that most movie releases were also accompanied by novellas that differed in subtle ways from the books they were originally based. I’ve been eager to compare and contrast the faithfulness to the material and the spirit of the movie in the main point of the book.

Sometimes one serves better than the other. My first experience with this was probably finding the Indiana Jones children’s movie adaptation books when I was about seven or so. I was well versed with this fedora’d adventurer and could make mental notes as I read. It wasn’t until late middle school or early high school that the novellas were not the ‘real deal’.

By this time I had thoroughly fell in love with Tolkien since I was in the fourth grade (“The Hobbit”) and had been reading the Lord of the Rings annually since my sixth grade. My seventh grade paper had been on Al Gore- my eighth grade paper was on Tolkien’s life. I clearly remember been not only excited to tackle such a large life, but that the movies were not far in production and was avidly following the progress.

I rushed my mother to drop me off at school so I could haunt my Reading teacher and be the first one to tell my choice, lest someone else in my mind be a fan and/or wanted the ‘scoop’ on the movie source. Funny, no one else asked for Tolkien. Wasn’t realistic to think that would be top choice on an eighth grader’s mind.

I have my Junior/Senior High School English teacher to thank for finding meaningful books to read rather than popular or abstract. She believed in T.S. Eliot, Robert Frost, and Shakespeare with a healthy dose of Fitzgerald. Ms. Greenfield also introduced me to Truman Capote. I started off with “Breakfast at Tiffany’s”, then tackled “In Cold Blood”, and finished with “the Grass Harp”.

“Breakfast” was eagerly tackled as I was an Audrey Hepburn fan and always liked the Deep Blue Something song. I was a little disappointed, not by the novel- but that the character wasn’t as strong and sensible as my first impression. “In Cold Blood” took my breath away in excitement; I can definitely compare the courtroom drama to that in “To Kill a Mockingbird” and “12 Angry Men”. It was quite possibly what stemmed my interest in CSI and law forensics. The Grass Harp was the most touching tribute I have ever read. A young boy living with his aunts and their misadventures in a China tree, memories, and life lessons. I’m curious as to how they plan to have the tale unfold since they want to directly involve Capote in the lens, which he does abstractly in the book.

Haven’t really gone deeply into book to movie adaptations lately after I did High Fidelity, and Lord of the Rings exhausted me with the people complaining about ‘being true to the text’. I simply wish people read more, not that Tolkien is a master of his area- but that it is a unique work with its own buried treasures. Buried in lots of words. I wish more people were aware of the sources behind the movies they love and not take for granted that it is the whole story. Enjoy the manipulation the writers make of their comrades work for the screen, but it is the spirit of the film- not the rest of the story.

Late Post

So Saturday was the suck with having to wait for almost a whole hour for the bus. Good news is that today (Monday) when I got my claims collision worker on the phone he said they were painting my car today and it should be reassembled tomorrow. Goody cause I would like to be able to drive my car on Wednesday. Stuffs to do. Yesterday I had lots of fun with my husband despite having quite a bit of housework to do. Lots of cuddle mushy time.

Applebee’s near us is now on the suck list. The food tasted good but it really started to mess us up after we got out. Disgusting that we can go to places like Tijuana Flats and get Pizza Hut and our stomachs not bother us/sinuses/feeling crappy from all the preservatives/MSG. We could have gotten prolly less messed up for a lot less by getting frozen crap from Publix.

I still maintain that from how messed up we got that they were more likely than not, using soy products as well. What a rip off to be using cheap supplies and still charging full price.

Red red rage

So, you pull over for emergency vehicles don't you? If you don't, that is actually a ticketed offense. I come in to work at ten minutes after ten o'clock.

Apparently my part timer called in the blasted reserves since I wasn't there and I get to have my boss breathe down my neck. She also apparently said I am making her late a lot. I'm suspicious because I get to work exactly on time. I'm feeling the rage when I not only get a verbal reminder to keep things timely, but a written one as well. I'm pretty seething right now and wondering what is up. I check the nsti.gov
Oh look the stupid time is time minutes ahead on the computer by ten minutes. So she thought I was 20 minutes late. Lovely.

So I bring it up with the office, promise to be ten minutes early to not freak people out. And they told me I was wonderful with customers and made them so happy.

This is driving me nuts that I get instant attention for this but I still don't have a reply to my email from a week ago for an appointment to discuss my pay and stuff.

Oh did I mention that my part timer was almost 25 minutes late yesterday and has run 15 - 20 minutes late for the past two weeks? Yeah I told work.

Strangers without Candy

So. Yes, it has been two weeks.

I can't wait to be in the position to forget about the past two weeks and that is precisely why I have been holding off blogging about it. One becuase it will seem worse than I perceive it to be, two it may be better than I perceive it to be, or three, I'll either meltdown into a blissful pile of waxy stress and medicine or find my nirvana sans meltdown.

Confrontation is not my strong point. I either go too aggressive or avoid it entirely. Never really has worked in my favor so why keep it in the repitiore? Masochism can only be carried so far.

In short to try and keep this as truthful as possible.

1. I'm starting to hate my job.

I don't have enough to do and it certainly doesn't have anything to do I went to college for. I could have just gotten out of high school and had a job just like this and potentially paying as much. Nearly four years of seperation from said date make me an unhappy camper. I've gone from drawing, poetry, quilting, blogging, comics, movies... the only thing keeping me sane is new webcomics and books.

2. Where is my raise?

I was supposed to get this phamtom thing the end of last month. You can suspect my faith that it will turn up in an appropriate amount this coming paycheck.

3. So since my raise is late will I be compensated/the contract work I did back in July, will you finally pay me for it since I did it at home?

Again, I think this is a big not happening.

4. As of Tuesday, I got a ticket for improper backing and am missing my rear fender.

I refuse to get into details. I'm still overcoming the lingering irrational thoughts of paranoia like having to face the police again and bankruptcy. Irrational because I was just slowly backing up and the speeding girl didn't even stop when she saw me until AFTER she hit me. Irrational because insurance won't magically pass the cost of her Audi to me.. at least.. not overtly until I renew probably. But I now carry a grudge for over priveledged daddy's girls. Daddy's Audi. Tragic, ha ha.

5. So next week I will be without my vehicle for at least four days.

And possibly more. Whatever. Looks like for the most part work is finally picking up that I need a little help and are extending me rides. I just need to hike home on Monday and Wednesday evening.

6. I hate bills.

And I hate how soon they are always due and that more aren't set up with online free bill pay. Stupid since they can then cut out the paper pushers that open all those sticky envelopes. I hate writing out the checks and seeing how much of our money must be extracted from us monthly or we won't be U.S. citizens. Joys.

Slightly better. Now I just have to live through it. and pray for better things to come, I don't need the other stuff demonstrated.