I volunteered to take our flooded friends’ cat to her temporary home in East Bay (I still have no idea where that it) and it did involve putting several cat items in the back seat with Belle like this housing unit and her scratcher (or whatever those things are called) for a 40 minute drive in the rain and then back.
The ride was uneventful, with Belle simply accepting that she was wedged in between cat devices, and Tula calmly accepting her fate.
But with the rain and Mercury being in retrograde and my Emotional Projector melancholy, I found myself needing some kind of soak to take the edge off my moodiness, so I swung by the springs on the way home.
I had wanted to get more editing done but before I got going I immersed myself in the first Harry Potter movie (I’ve determined to re-watch them all for research purposes.)
I was mostly struck by the fact that Quidditch seems not only incredibly complicated but INSANELY dangerous. Is there some kind of fine-print paragraph in the Harry Potter book that no one ever dies from falling off a broomstick? Are magical children impervious to things like broken bones or crashing several stories to the ground? It’s like some insane gladiatorial combat with children … am I the only one noticing this? (I haven’t seen THE HUNGER GAMES yet but how different can this be?)
And what’s weird is that today’s parents seem so infinitely more safety conscious than my generation –– I can’t imagine having worn a bicycle helmet –– and yet in magical fiction, anything goes.
[I’m willing to concede that this may be one of those weird observational quirks of mine that no one else shares, although Adrian is also aghast at real estate representational madness in every show we watch together, like the director’s apartment in SMASH being something that only a multi-billionaire could dream of having.]
And now it’s midnight and I must decides whether to listen to more of Handel’s Tamerlano while editing, or watching The Good Wife (which has gone back to being excellent), or getting through more Harry Potter, or listening to the second half of some David Neagle recordings (which I actually found inspiring).
By the way, a few more great things about Handel: 1) he got SH*T done –– apparently he wrote Tamerlano in 20 days and the Messiah in 24. (Why do I waste so much time!)
Secondly, Beethoven –– who called him “the master of us all… the greatest composer that ever lived” –– also said “Go to him to learn how to achieve great effects, by such simple means.”
[IE, the exact opposite of Quidditch –– and the entire goal of the editing process.]
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