Chris Walsh (chris_walsh) wrote,
Chris Walsh

I'm my own errand boy

My weekend arrived at the right time, judging by my fade in the last half-hour of my Monday shift. It was the last day of my first work week on my new schedule, with Tuesdays and Wednesdays off and an earlier shift end each night; I have time for some more Stuffs after work.

(Took advantage of that last Friday to see "Jodorowksy's Dune," a fascinating and occasionally disturbing documentary on how filmmaker Alejandro Jodorowsky came ohsoveryclose to adapting the novel "Dune" into a film that he hoped would be more mind-blowing, plus more emotionally overwhelming, than "2001: A Space Odyssey." I'm impressed that since Paul Atreides is a Christ figure in the novel, Jodorowsky wanted to give Paul a science-fictional virgin birth: that film's version of Duke Leto Atreides would have been castrated, but that film's version of Lady Jessica Atreides would've taken a drop of blood from Leto, somehow turned it into semen, and artificially inseminated herself: the film would even have shown the blood-semen moving through and implanting itself on the egg in the uterus. And Jodorowsky wanted the film to end not just with Paul becoming the ruler of the planet Dune, but making the planet literally become alive and conscious, and that the world-with-a-mind Dune would then have flown through the rest of the galaxy spreading a new consciousness. He wanted to change the world...literally. I...I definitely do not think like Alejandro Jodorowsky.)

Back to today. I got a needed haircut. I'm now within walking distance of the barber shop I like called Head High, though today (guiltily, I tell you!) I drove because I realized soon before my appointment that I didn't have cash, so I needed to detour to the bank. Found out my main guy for haircuts at that place lives not too many blocks from me; we got talking about Stephen King's "The Dark Tower" and whether Gene Roddenberry intended "Star Trek" as a cult. Followed that up with gas -- paying cash for a full tank for the first time in a year-and-a-half (I'm breaking the habit of putting gas on my credit card) and treating myself to a Five Guys cheeseburger and then a Starbucks iced coffee afterward. (Went to one where a friend used to work, and found he's now at some other Starbucks. Not a Starbucks inside that Starbucks. Or even within sight of that Starbucks. OK, I'll drop this.) Then home, then walking to and from the Foster Blvd. Fred Meyer for the first time. Nice to have that big a supermarket that close again.

Unpacked more once I was home, happily breaking down boxes I no longer needed. I stopped so I wouldn't make the newly empty recycling bin too full again. More boxes can wait. I also got about 10 boxes of stuff I won't immediately need moved into the basement, with the help of one of the house owners. Still plenty to do, but less of that plenty...

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