to think of cinnamon, and long for you

Apparently, the Austin Powers movies are the new Halloween tradition - first TBS, then VH1. I didn't have a tape to put in so I blew off the gym to watch the second movie, and yep, just as bad as I remembered. Although, to be fair, it wouldn't be nearly as so without Heather Graham, who sure looks pretty but hasn't got a single cell to her entire constitution that can act or deliver a line with any meaning. Especially unfortunate since these movies call for a lot of overdramatic and ironic delivery.

When Staci's parents came up last weekend, they left Halloween goodie bags for all of us, which she gave out this morning. Stickers and fake bugs and a pumpkinful of confetti but most importantly, candy enough to make it seem we'd trick-or-treated for an hour and hit up only the best houses on the block. I really appreciated the gesture, since I love Halloween but was really not feeling social enough for the big soiree some acquaintances threw last night and hadn't invested in a costume.

I took in an orphaned pumpkin tonight. It was sitting in the grass right in front of a freakish stroke of luck of a parking space in the lot next to our building when walkingshadow and I got back from Publix. Yes, Halloween is over tonight, but I couldn't just leave it there! It's a perfectly round-faced, good-sized pumpkin, sitting there without a home or celebration to be a part of. Out of season or not, I couldn't have that.

Of course the first year I don't schelp my copies of Edward Scissorhands and Nightmare Before Christmas with me, Miranda decides she wants to see both. *sigh* I really have no excuse for not making with the times and getting them on DVD, being as they are two of my favorite movies ever. Next weekend. Next weekend I'll use my free Blockbuster rentals and bake pumpkin pie and we'll do this holiday right.

I don't understand the fascination with Brad Pitt in Interview with the Vampire. Can I tell you how he's only ever barely existed in that movie for me and how profoundly in love I was with Tom Cruise, even for a very long time afterward? Yeah.

When Miranda and I saw Closer as a play at the Hippodrome, it featured music by Bjork, but I get the feeling that my current music, from the previews for the movie version with Jude Law, will become its theme in no time at all. A beautiful, haunting piece. Do remind me to make a real music post already.

Quote of the Day:

"Do you like Starbucks coffee?"
- walkingshadow

[ETA: Jesse in a fishnet shirt and makeup, you say? Now I can call it a night. Mmm. Pleasant dreams, all.]