There's a great old restored theater here in town. They have a working pipe organ, and show old movies on the big screen. It's decorated like a Japanese village. They put real butter on the popcorn. Friday night's feature was the Charleton Heston version of Planet Of The Apes! As a nerd, I would take great delight in seeing this movie on the big screen. (And what about Linda Harrison as Nova! Woo woo!) But, as a dad, I wasn't sure that age 6 is appropriate for that movie. I showed my girl the trailer on YouTube, but she wasn't having it.
So we went to see Ponyo.
As a nerd, it was a pretty amazing fantasy film. It's the story of a mermaid with magical powers who upsets the balance of the world. Japanese films are allowed to be bizarre without bothering to explain it, which is okay with me. It's full of tiny details that your ordinary animated film doesn't bother with. For instance, before the boy rushes into the sea to retrieve a bottle, he stops and shakes his sandals off. All of the Miyazaki films are cool like that. My kid loves to see the other kids in the movie. They're realistic. They do things that kids do. They go on adventures that kids would like to have. So, as a dad, I I was happy with the movie choice.
Side note. I put the arm rest up, so I could get a snuggle with my kid. She put it down. Apparently, she was not on a date.
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I also comitted to the carnival. I got my girl the wristband, and she rode the rides all afternoon. Without me, though. Dad doesn't do spinning rides. We avoided candy, soda, elephant ears and caramel apples. My kid is brave, man. She does the tallest fastest rides all on her own. And she's 48" now, so she can ride any 'big kid' ride she wants. Eventually she made some friends, and rode with some other kids.
I wore my tangerine SP shirt, but met no Sparkers.
And I found a dime and a quarter. So my found-money-tally is $0.94!
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On Sunday, I fixed the dryer! And I did laundry ALL DAY on Sunday. Piles of it. I found clothes I forgot I had. And I'm still not done, but our closets are full of clean clothes. I'm so happy, I can't even stress how much.
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In bizarro news, I had a dream that Rosie Grier was the CFO at my work. And he told me not to stress about my job because my boss was an a-hole. I told Rosie that works for me. And then, as I was about to ask him about Robert Kennedy, he went into his office.
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Then, on Sunday night we went fishing. I'd been promising fishing all summer, so we went out before sunset and caught nothing at a local catch-and-release pond. Only one nibble. And even that might have been a rock-snag. But we had more fun times together. So I'm reporting a happy weekend.
Dance party at my house again tonight! Pajamas only! Park on the lawn if the street is full. I'll have sweetened and unsweetened tea, fresh melon and peaches, and strips of those candy dots on paper. See you there!
Wait! Cancel the party. It's bike-ride night. I'm not missing out again. Later Speeps. Love ya.