Last gasp of freedom
Tonight is my sister Heather's birthday celebration, so the whole fan-damn-ily is going to play bocce. Yes, I come from a burg so pretentious they have a bocce ball club . Fucking stupid town, I tell you. While frantically knitting a very red sweater (#263, Cascade 220 in that ruby red everyone seems addicted to) I am re-watching A Very Long Engagement directed by Jean-Pierre Jeunet , who I adore and starring the lovely Audrey Tatou. This is the same pairing that brought us the colorful and luminous Amelie , which is you haven't heared the director's commentary on, go listen to it; it's a delicious dance through a mythical Paris. Last night was Knitting Group, Otherwise Known as Jessica who invited me over for a movie (Goodnight and Good Luck), rabbits and knitting. She bestowed a pair of lovely black boots on me, which is a great stroke of luck and a good sign. I am ready for work. Copies of A-133 and the NIH Grants Management Manual are ready for use, my closet and...