Radiogurl a la Carte

Saturday, May. 21, 2005
New Heights

This has been a very long day - but also a very good one. I have a ton of photos. I've got too many (about twenty or thereabouts I think) to post them all on one entry. Anyone using dial-up would find their browser coming to a dead stop, or nearly so.

After a late start to my morning, I headed out and stopped at a local curiosity shop called the Carpenter's Wife (antiques/collectibles that also includes a tiny restaurant) and had brunch at their mini-cafe, the Red Elephant. I munched on a cinnamon roll and washed it down with a perfectly lovely pot of English Breakfast tea; then I ordered a sandwich to go. The sandwich was small and on homemade bread, a vegetarian blend of sun dried tomatoes and sweet red peppers with cream cheese. It was absolutely heavenly.

After wandering through the shop and wishing I had 1) more money and 2) more space at home, I had to face the fact that I should leave before temptation overtook my common sense.

From there, I decided to go on my photo binge. My digital camera was with me and I had a truck, and was almost within spitting range of the Mogollon Rim. It was hot but the sky was perfect blue and I had enough time to go. Driving east on State Route 260, I kept going through the area where I now live and began to wind my way up the road, following it as it snakes along the perimeter of the escarpment. When it was all said and done, I was on TOP of the ridge.

I won't attempt to post all of the photos now, but here are a couple of favorites. Click on the thumbnails to pull up the larger images.


After my photo glut, I had to take care of business - both the work kind and the personal kind. I had about an hour's worth of work I had postponed from yesterday. Went to the studios to get that out of the way, then did laundry. I'd been putting off the latter for about three weeks and was to the point of either doing laundry or going naked. Given that I really didn't want to be either fired or arrested (or both,) I opted to wash my clothes and be done with it. Once I finished with that, I did something really outrageous - went to see the new Star Wars movie.

I was definitely prepared to be disappointed. The last two movies in the series weren't the best, and despite assurances from friends that this one was different, the thought in my mind was that as with lots of films, the hype would far exceed the reality.

But you know what? In this case, I was pleasantly surprised. I don't know that I'd consider it a perfect movie, but it was so far above the previous two that you'd hardly recognize it as being from the same franchise.

There was depth in Episode III, something sorely missing in the previous two sequels in the saga. It isn't for the squeamish. There's no jabbering Jar Jar Binks. Do NOT take your children, period. This film earned its PG-13 rating. I would hesitate even to take a 13-year-old, to be honest. It's very dark and very intense. There is one scene in particular that I suspect will be too much for some adults.

I finally came around to acknowledging that Hayden Christensen can act. The previous edition's wooden presentation was gone. The love scenes between him and Natalie Portman didn't ring true to me, but maybe that was just me. The rest of the performances were outstanding and the special effects more than lived up to what we've come to expect from a Lucas presentation. I have to give the man his chops on this one.

By the time I got home and finally turned on my computer it was past 11pm. I really have to behave myself and stop staying up late on the weekends. Before getting Internet turned back on I was going to bed at a reasonable hour and getting enough rest!

Hopefully I'll get to post more photos tomorrow. As I said, I've got lots of them!

Before - After

In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )