Thanksgiving

It's Saturday. Thanksgiving weekend. We're in the mountains, sitting by the fire, working on a project and watching some John Wayne. We got a little snow, played a bunch of cards, and have not stopped eating the entire time. It is good. I am thankful to be an American, and to have the family and friends that I do.

Wall-e

Amber and I went to a free screening of it last night in Hollywood. This was my third time viewing Wall-e, and while I rarely ever cry, I again came close last night. It was released on dvd yesterday, which would explain the timing. It was followed by a Q and A session with Andrew Stanton. THE Andrew Stanton. The one who wrote and directed Wall-e, as well as Finding Nemo, and so on. The one in this preview. It was great. He was great. On the way home we were talking about how exciting these times are for writing, and film, especially in regards to Disney-Pixar. While it would be blasphemy to call anyone "the next Walt", he is in a position to mimic what Walt did. Bring animation back to the masses. Young and old. And the fellas over at Pixer are doing a fine job. It was good times. And inspiring. I'll leave you with something he said, as well as a link to a preview of Up.

- "What really interested me was the idea of the most human thing in the universe being a machine because it has more interest in finding out what the point of living is than actual people. The greatest commandment Christ gives us is to love, but that's not always our priority. So I came up with this premise that could demonstrate what I was trying to say—that irrational love defeats the world's programming. You've got these two robots that are trying to go above their basest directives, literally their programming, to experience love..."

Up (2009)!

It's late

I just finished a topo model.
I'm tired. I should be in bed. I'm going.

How appropriate

I saw Trail of Dead the other night with Ryan. I spilled beer all over my lap, very much like the days of old when I regularly listened to Trail of Dead. It made sense. Good show though.

In other news, school is good. I'm rounding third and heading home. The problem is that this home stretch is no 90 feet. Nope. This is a desolate expanse of land extending as far as the eye can see. And it's in flames, because the devil licked it. So we'll see how that turns out.
We're good. House is good. Cars are, well, getting by. The city is fine right now, but I will say this, if I see one more Toyota Prius with a "War Is Not The Answer" sticker on it, my brains will explode. How do you think you're sitting in an f-ing Prius to begin with? You think Japan has always been this way?

That's about it.