Work, Sometimes

Work, Sometimes

I was sad all day, and why not. There I was, books piled

on both sides of the table, paper stacked up, words

falling off my tongue.

The robins had been a long time singing, and now it

was beginning to rain.

What are we sure of? Happiness isn't a town on a map,

or an early arrival, or a job well done, but good work

ongoing. Which is not likely to be the trifling around

with a poem.

Then it began raining hard, and the flowers in the yard

were full of lively fragrance.

You have had days like this, no doubt. And wasn't it

wonderful, finally, to leave the room? Ah, what a

moment!

As for myself, I swung the door open. And there was

the wordless, singing world. And I ran for my life.

-Mary Oliver

The Hobbit

Here's something, if you are as nerdy as I am, that will please you immensely.

They've put out a trailer for the first Hobbit movie:

http://trailers.apple.com/trailers/wb/thehobbit/

Suffice to say that I loved the books and the other movies with all the pieces of my crooked little heart, so I am ridiculously excited for the next movies.

Also, I like the actor they've chosen for Bilbo. I've seen him in another show, and I think he'll be able to portray Bilbo's fussy worrying quite well.

Unfortunately, they won't be releasing the movie for an entire year. December 2012.

I guess that means if we all survive the end of the Mayan calendar, we can go to the movies to celebrate.

So Good

Yesterday, I was reading a book. I got to a part where the scene was so good that I dropped the book and slapped my hand over my mouth. For half of a second I was a little shocked when the movie inside of my head cut off. Then I remembered that I was reading, so therefore, if I wanted to know what happened next, I'd need to actually hold onto the book.

Yeah, that kind of reading is fun.