I decided I needed a quiet weekend to work, relax, read, think and observe. Stayed in Friday night and did some reading followed by watching Scent of a Woman. Pacino is a hell of an actor.
Did some housecleaning Saturday, more reading, and networked on OKCupid, the first free dating site I’ve found that is actually useful, where useful is defined as having a large percentage of members who are actually interested in conversing, discussing ideas, and potentially meeting. match.com is a joke: the ratio of girls who are genuinely interested in meeting people to girls that just throw up their free profile for kicks and to see how many guys respond is far too low.
Sunday I emerged from my flat, squinted at the sunlight, shivered against the chilly morning air for which I was not dressed, and sped off in my car. First stop: coffee shop. Second Stop: contemporary furniture store. I purchased a few folding chairs so people will have something to sit on when they come for the book discussion group. I also picked up a bookcase and coffee table. They called it a “martini table” which suits me just fine; I like coffee and martinis and I’m pretty sure it’ll hold either. I spent the afternoon assembling the bookcase, rearranging furniture, and organizing my small library. I suppose you could learn quite a bit about me by looking at my shelves. A whole shelf is devoted to the Inklings. Two shelves are devoted to chess and poker and half a shelf to mnemonics. Then at eye level are two shelves of Kierkegaard, Sartre, Hawking, apologetics, and other half-read philosophy books. And the rest is literature: Annie Dillard, T.S. Eliot, George MacDonald, Shakespeare, G.K. Chesterton, Poe, Plato, Auden, and so on…I suppose there are a few programming books lying around but they aren’t much fun to talk about.
Sunday evening I brought some Vietnamese food over to Laura’s and we watched The Purple Rose of Cairo, a strange Woody Allen film about a woman with marital problems who is captivated by a film she sees over and over until a character comes to life.
Tags: Personal
September 19th, 2005 at 11:47 am
Part of me that didn’t like that movie. I think I was dispapointed because I’m used to a more comedic type stuff from Allen. I did like the music, though….
September 19th, 2005 at 2:16 pm
It did have a fairly sad ending. Parts of it were funny, but it was almost comedic relief from the overarching theme which was fairly depressing. I think overall I liked it. It wasn’t your typical Woody Allen comedy, that’s for sure.
September 19th, 2005 at 3:18 pm
Jamin,
you sounded like you had an relaxing weekend…. i am jealous.
September 19th, 2005 at 3:29 pm
It was relaxing. It was hard to ignore my phone all weekend as friends kept calling me trying to get me to go out, but I needed a low-key weekend and wanted to get some things done.
September 21st, 2005 at 4:14 pm
Sounds nice, Jamin. Sometimes introspection and solitude are the best ways to recharge. I can’t wait to see the new digs in your apartment.
September 28th, 2005 at 5:03 pm
Nothing like new bookshelves…
Sounds like you’ve got excellent taste!