May 4th, 2004


friend in Kuwait soon to be friend in Iraq

"Well, the inevitable has Company will start running missions into Iraq full-time. We'll be starting sometime later in May. For now we're training for our new mission. Since our mission has changed we'll be also moving to another camp. It's a bitter-sweet event for me because we'll be living in tents now, but my brother-in-law ... lives in the camp I'll be moving to."

Lordy, lordy. If any of ya'll believe in these things, maybe you can be thinking about this fine woman. Not that any individual soldiers deserve more spiritual intervention than others---that's like the one side in athletic competition asking God for help or praying for a touchdown or something, right? I dunno. Guess it's just all one can think of when utterly helpless, powerless.

Movie Therapy, Night One

Last night I watched Owning Mahowny, another movie with Philip Seymour Hoffman, whom I tend to like as an actor. (I guess we'll find out how much he can stretch, and whether he'll ever go for caricature, when he plays Truman Capote in the upcoming Capote.) Minnie Driver's in it, too. It's based on the true story of a much-trusted and frumpy (thus more trustworthy?) Canadian bank employee who scams the bank, successfully for a long time, to finance his gambling habit. Pretty diverting---I'd give it that---but ultimately it didn't leave me with much. Maybe if I were a compulsive gambler or had one as a partner or something.

rating (out of 5 stars): * * *

success at not thinking about heartbreak during the film (on a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being complete, pure heartbreaklessness): 6