When the moon has gone, and the stars have ceased to shine, even then my heart will be thine.

Today I held you up and you hung your princess ornament from one of the lithe Christmas Tree branches. You placed the gnome in the flower bed — facing the house — and his mushroom along the steps. Both where people outside would go “whoo”.

Two nights ago, we went walking, looking for houses with Christmas lights. You neither minded the cold, nor the distance.

All those things undone for bad passengers would leave you with different squalls along similar sunsets.

Metropolis surprises with its contemporary feel and stunning visuals, an arresting movie despite the lack of dialogue.

Metropolis waited on my list of “movies to see” for a decade, if not longer. Make sure you do not let it languish on your list for that long. Once you’ve seen it, every great science fiction movie you watch will seem connected and derivative.

Last week I turned old enough. A week later, the Queen and I fought again. I suppose several w(ist for that long. Once you’ve seen it, every great science fiction movie you watch will seem connected and derivative.

Last week I turned old enough. A week later, the Queen and I fought again. I suppose several weeks of smiles will lay enough bricks to build fond memories, but the discord bellows so loud, I scarcely imagine anything but the uproar.

Fittingly, Metropolis mentions the Tower of Babel and describes the conflict as ‘though they spoke the same language, they did not understand one another’.

Once the sides face off, more words will do more harm than the few that tender tender hearts. Love — and life — turn like huge clocks. Actions must be done when they must be done. Never before and never after. The difficulty is knowing when the hand should follow the head.

Again, Metropolis offers timeless advice: “The mediator between the head and the hand must be the heart.”

yesterday was packed to the brim.

spent the day hanging out with aiden. requires very active watching as he often come up and asks if you want to play something. he’s too polite to say no to so you spend a lot of time eating pretend food, playing pretend cars, being monsters, wrestling, and playing trains. not a bad saturday all around, but draining.

debbi and cleaned every room of the house except ours. the bathroom still needs to be mopped, but otherwise everything is really clean.

in the evening chloe came over so they could play. debbi and i tried to get them to help us bake an apple pie from scratch. they didn’t seem too interested, and when they did help us add the apples, they mostly just wanted to eat them instead.

after chloe went home, we went out to eat with debbi’s parents at saltgrass. aiden went with granny and paw paw to spend the night.

at home i relaxed for a bit before a surprise visit from katy, eric, od, and justinius. we sat around dipping into the port and whatever else was around. (i saw justin commit blasphemy with the absinthe.) we talked and caught up but katy denied me the memorial game of risk.

then i watched eyes wide shut, which i still don’t quite get. it’s a bit like reading a 19th century classic, enjoying it, but being certain there’s an entire really important point that you’re missing because of the cultural divide. i tired of the brain wheels turning, but that was ok.

soon, debbi, vanessa, and johnny returned for two more hours of drinking and singing and conversation. once they’d retired, debbi and curled up and drifted off together.

it was one of those rare days packed with several days worth of experience.