So, Monday I worked the early shift, 5:00 am to 1:00 pm. I came home, slept from 2-5, and got up in time for dinner. After dinner I took the kids to K’s first circus class on the term.
K’s class was Multiple Trapeze II. The first class was largely review, giving the instructor a chance to see where everyone was at. There are three or four other families there during that time slot that we know from previous terms, so I said hello to everyone and caught up about the summer. M, who has to play in the lobby during this class, has at least two friends to play with.
Speaking of the lobby, man is the building crowded at 7:00. Really, really crowded.
After circus, N took the kids home and put them to bed while I headed to work.
During circus, though, I got a message on my email saying that I had been locked out of Gmail for Terms of Service violations. I don’t even know. I couldn’t do anything about it overnight, though, besides worry and fret.
The mid shift was fine — completely uneventful, which is how we prefer things to be at two in the morning. Uneventful. I actually finished up my half of the shift at 2:15, and decided to head home. I mean, I was going to sleep on the break room couch until 5:30 anyway — why not head HOME and sleep? So I took some leave and headed out. I drove home and finished listening to The Invisible Hook, the book about the economics of piracy in the 17th and 18th centuries. I then started The Poisoner’s Handbook, about the start of forensic medicine. Awesome.
Got home at 3:15, slept fitfully (having anxiety dreams about my email lockout) as my family got up and got ready until 9:30, then got up. It was time to get ready for M’s birthday party, right after I set up my computer and dealt with Gmail.
I logged in and everything was fine. I have no idea what’s going on with that.
M’s birthday is actually the 20th, but yesterday was when we could get everyone together for the Kid Party. M invited a few friends to a place to play laser tag, minigolf, and other assorted indoor recreation things. The party was entirely successful, and everyone enjoyed it. The best/worst part, though, from my point of view, was that the minigolf course had a weeping angel statue. I nearly shrieked.
It was a small statue, only about three feet high. But STILL.
After the party we came home and M opened his presents. Today, during school, M needs to start on his thank you notes. Then J agreed to feed the kids dinner so I could go see Resident Evil Afterlife.
The Resident Evil movies always do a few things well. Milla Jovovich is always good. Her character of Alice is well-written, and she does a good job performing said character. I was also pleased to see Ali Lartner return for this movie, reprising her role as Claire Redfield. The two women are good actors, and they act well together. In addition, the supporting cast was racially diverse, the people of color were not killed first, and at no time did a woman strip off her clothes in order to be killed.
I feel that it is appalling that I should even need to mention that. But it is visibly different, that there is no naked murder. I can’t tell you how much I approve of this.
The dialog was good, the story was solid. I love that the franchise constantly refers back to events occurring in previous films and expects the audience to keep up, without lots of flashback montages.
On the other hand —
On the other hand, the points where the worldbuilding is good only remind me of the points that go unexplained. Where is all this airplane fuel coming from, seriously? But the worst feature of the film was the chief bad guy, who was doing an APPALLING job of channeling the villain from the Matrix films. Ugh. Terrible, terrible acting choices, there.
I did like, though, that the franchise bought-back some things that would have made Alice an unplayable character. Oops. Erm, that would have made it difficult to construct plots for her. I do tend to think of these things in terms of RPGs — how the HELL would I GM a game with THAT power set in it, etc?
After I got back from the movie I put the kids to bed. J and I then watched Bring It On: Fight to the Finish. I do love a cheerleader movie. I mean, I love sports movies, and I love dance movies, and I love musicals, and cheerleader movies are at the intersection of these things. I love that the plots are so predictable that I can sort of zone out during them, yet not so predictable that I can actually guess which fork of the Likely Ending Tree the film will take. And I love, deeply love, watching the spectacular dance-athletic scenes.
God, I do love a training montage.
Today, well, today is going to be another busy day. Up, heading to the Y, running a couple crucial errands, lunch, school, dashing off to circus. The kids have five classes between them in three hours this afternoon and evening. When we get home I will put the kids directly to bed, oh yes.
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