cleolinda

Oh my Lorrrrrrd. I usually wake up--without needing an alarm, no less--somewhere in the vicinity of 6:20-6:40 am, and I get up and haul Lizzie downstairs and get breakfast and let the dogs outside, and so I'm well settled in by the time my mother leaves for work an hour later. Today, she woke me up at quarter of eight. I then passed out on the couch until 9:15 am, at which point I could finally raise my head high enough to attempt sustenance. I've been conscious since then, but just barely. In fact, I keep nodding off right where I'm sitting for two-minute micronaps. The massive headache isn't helping. I've had an upset stomach for a few days now (long story, but it's not a big deal. It happens from time to time), and it kept me up all night, which I think is part of it. But I'm also stiff and achy. I don't know if I'm coming down with something or what. Because it's not like I had some kind of partyriffic Memorial Day. I didn't even have so much as a Woodchuck. I did go to see Prince of Persia, but I didn't even have a headache afterwards. Apparently I have a delayed hangover from Jake Gyllenhaal's abs or something.

(I don't have a whole lot of thoughts on Prince of Persia, but only because I feel like hell. I would have more thoughts if I felt better. It was at least as good as Clash of the Titans, and probably better, although not as unintentionally funny. Gemma Arterton again, though! I like her. She pretty. And I like when she explains things in mystically plummy tones. If Tonner upgraded their Tamina doll to her full princess outfit at the beginning, I would buy the shit out of that. And Jake Gyllenhaal brought a pleasing combination of parkour and puppy-dog eyes. It's not the greatest movie in the world, and I still want to know why they couldn't just hire darker-skinned actors rather than tan up the ones they did have, but it's pretty, and I've paid to see worse.)

Speaking of microsleep (it's a topic!), the new Made of Fail podcast is up; the gang discusses the Nightmare on Elm Street remake, and DC comics writer Sterling Gates is also on hand to talk about Supergirl and War of the Supermen.

Also, there seems to be a shakeup in Middle-earth: Guillermo del Toro quits 'Hobbit' film over delays; Peter Jackson Might Direct The Hobbit… Only If He's Allowed; Hollywood Ink: No, Peter Jackson Won't Take Over The Hobbit.

I am hideously late on mentioning this, and I'm not sure how it slipped my mind when I meant to post it last week: remember the United Airlines thing? Well, they're still being vile. Here's the part that is diabolically brilliant, in my opinion, and was only thwarted because evilpuppy paid closer attention than a lot of people would:

Now, I DID receive the check [to cover taxi expenses] she mentioned, however, there was something printed above the endorsement line that stopped me from cashing it.

"Endorsement of this check is in full settlement and release of all claims that payee has asserted or may assert against United Airlines, it's connecting carriers, agents, and employees for loss, damages or delay arising from any UA Flight or the airwaybill associated with this claim."

Really? Really?