Frankly, Thanksgiving generally brings me down because my family is so blase about it. I always look forward to the fancy Chinese lunch we have, because not being at home makes it so rare to have really excellent Chinese cuisine. But I mean, my dad even had some day laborers over at the house helping him finish some construction, my sister and her fiance took off pretty early, and I even had to summon Jose out to get milk tea in order to fill up some of those hours. The day seems to drag and I end up feeling bereft. That's why it is so important to me to be able to see a movie on Thanksgiving. I'll deal with the crowds. I'll deal with the pandemonium. I just want to take part in one thing that everybody else is doing.
In those down, low-traffic hours, I know I can always call on Ramon (if he's not sick or sleepy). He gamely accompanied me to see The Incredibles and it ended up being one of the better Thanksgivings I've ever had. For all of our many ups and downs, it's always been very easy hanging out with him. I must have pointed out about 18 Bond elements in the movie to him and he knew everything that I alluded to -- which for some reason, was refreshing and therapeutic. It's nice to be with people who will humor the things you're fanatic about, and have the points of reference to understand.
Ramon and I also had quite a dialogue going about what the deal is with henchmen. Firstly, who applies to those jobs? Do you find the listing on Monster or JobTrak:
The other great thing about seeing a movie with Ramon is that he gets things quicker than I do, and is able to explain it to me pretty adeptly. "What does it mean if the hero on the left is terminated, or the machine on the right is terminated?" "It means that the hero destroyed the robot and then Syndrome created an upgraded version." Reminds me of the time we were watching The Godfather -- boy, did he have a lot of crap to explain in that one.
posted by Lucy Sloan @ 11:16 AM
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