mexican and chinese

Last night we watched The Mexican on DVD, which while it did not cause me to run screaming, was at least one of the worst movies I have seen in quite some time. And I'm fairly lax when it comes to movie standards. But after watching a neurotic bitch and a schlmazl with barely two neurons to rub together running around doing stupid things, by the end of the movie I hardly cared if they kissed and made up in the end. In fact, I was sort of pulling for the hitman to kill them both, just to spare the gene pool from their children.

Earlier we had gone to a CMC meeting, to check it out, which was held at a Chinese restaurant here. We had not been to this resto before and were vastly disappointed in the food, kind of cornstarch-gooey and not very flavorful. The best part of the meal was the discovery of the fortunes I got in my two fortune cookies, which turned out to be distressingly apt for me:

Innocence and time, once lost can never be regained

Your judgment [sic] is a little off at this time

Yes, yes, IN BED. Happy?

from livejournalist to journalist

After a pleasant half hour chat with the managing editor of the local newspaper, he offered me the column I'd proposed! (See this entry.) I am very pleased as pitching a column to a newspaper is a hard sell. It's a once-a-month "entertaining and informative" look at that month's historical climatology and any unusual or interesting historical weather events which happened that month. 350 words, $25 (not much, but alas typical for small newspapers; it might increase if things go well), and he wants to run it on the (high-profile!) back page, next to the weather report, with a photo and a little bio.

"I think this will be an asset to the paper and to the community."

Yes