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walkitoutI took T. to track. I walked a few laps with B., which was nice. Her son B. is feeling much better than he has in a while, which I was happy to hear. She recommended a couple restaurants to me -- Life Alive and Blaze -- for having really tasty vegetarian / vegan options. She also really enjoyed _Born on a Blue Day_.
We stopped at home so T. could change, then dropped some books at the library. We went to Applebee's for lunch. Then we went to the horse! Once there (early), I ordered T. new paddock boots because his are size 8! OMG! He hasn't been to the horse in so long his feet grew a ton; we bought those a year and a half ago. I got to see M. for the first time in ages. Her son A. has grown so much! T. too of course, but I'm used to that.
We went to Black Panther in Littleton at Oneil. I got a manhattan. Their house manhattan uses Four Roses and Orange Bitters. It is tasty. They serve it up in a small plastic cup with a lid, on top of a larger cup with ice in it, so you get to decide whether you want it up or on the rocks, and you have the rocks keeping it cold in the meantime. Clever!
Black Panther was _awesome_. I mean, I knew it was going to be, but still. The hair, so beautiful! The clothes, so gorgeous! The envisioning of high-tech versions of old-skool things, really incredible! I particularly loved the warriors' cloths that worked as shields. But everything was So So So! Words fail. As many have already said, it opens one's heart to the possibilities to see so many powerful women, working together -- and even when they disagree, they do not scorch the earth with their disagreement. It is an extremely masculine movie, despite all that, with all the worst toxicity of masculinity (why is this peaceful, hidden, high tech nation so willing to throw down in a civil war when someone no one knows shows up and doesn't even fully win a challenge? It's gotta be testosterone poisoning. Or a long standing disagreement about whether they should stay in the closet, technologically speaking). All of the pieces work together really well, tho. The music is great. The colors and the rhythms and the pacing make me yearn to travel to Wakanda, and not too many fictional places have that effect on me (Oz, obviously, but not so many others).
Looking forward already to seeing it again; if I don't catch it a second time in a movie theatre, I'll buy it online so I can rewind and stare at all the details until my eyeballs fall out.
We stopped at home so T. could change, then dropped some books at the library. We went to Applebee's for lunch. Then we went to the horse! Once there (early), I ordered T. new paddock boots because his are size 8! OMG! He hasn't been to the horse in so long his feet grew a ton; we bought those a year and a half ago. I got to see M. for the first time in ages. Her son A. has grown so much! T. too of course, but I'm used to that.
We went to Black Panther in Littleton at Oneil. I got a manhattan. Their house manhattan uses Four Roses and Orange Bitters. It is tasty. They serve it up in a small plastic cup with a lid, on top of a larger cup with ice in it, so you get to decide whether you want it up or on the rocks, and you have the rocks keeping it cold in the meantime. Clever!
Black Panther was _awesome_. I mean, I knew it was going to be, but still. The hair, so beautiful! The clothes, so gorgeous! The envisioning of high-tech versions of old-skool things, really incredible! I particularly loved the warriors' cloths that worked as shields. But everything was So So So! Words fail. As many have already said, it opens one's heart to the possibilities to see so many powerful women, working together -- and even when they disagree, they do not scorch the earth with their disagreement. It is an extremely masculine movie, despite all that, with all the worst toxicity of masculinity (why is this peaceful, hidden, high tech nation so willing to throw down in a civil war when someone no one knows shows up and doesn't even fully win a challenge? It's gotta be testosterone poisoning. Or a long standing disagreement about whether they should stay in the closet, technologically speaking). All of the pieces work together really well, tho. The music is great. The colors and the rhythms and the pacing make me yearn to travel to Wakanda, and not too many fictional places have that effect on me (Oz, obviously, but not so many others).
Looking forward already to seeing it again; if I don't catch it a second time in a movie theatre, I'll buy it online so I can rewind and stare at all the details until my eyeballs fall out.