Hangover

As your attorney, I advise you to make a ham sandwich.

I’ve got that burnout that happens after a major holiday. A little headachey, a little tired, a little glad that Christmas is over. Of course, it won’t be completely over until the first week in January, when we get all the Christmas decorations pulled down and put away, and the house goes back to normal. I actually love that. I view New Years Day as the clean sweep day, the time to reboot the house. All the decorations leave, the house is clean and simple, and we get on with life.

I’ve been playing Ratchet & Clank today, off and on. It’s a delight. A nice platformer that’s not too difficult, yet not a complete cakewalk. The sense of humor is pretty good, the action is fun, and the weapons are turning out to be a real draw. I’m busily collecting bolts to purchase a blaster, though I also need some other items.

Today is also laundry day. Time to get all the clothes clean in preparation for the short week at work.

Last night we watched Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. Very good movie, darker than the first two. I’m curious how the fourth movie will be. There’s a lot in that book, and I don’t know how they’ll jam it all in. So much of it is important to the overall story.

I also watched Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas this morning. I’ve had it lurking around the house for a month, courtesy of Netflix, and decided that I’d better watch it or send it back. So I watched it.

Well.

I’ve never paid much attention to Hunter Thompson. After watching this, I’m not inclined to start now. I know he has this reputation as a crazy man, and as a really superior writer. But the main thrust of the movie was that he and his (ahem) attorney spent a few days in Las Vegas ramming as many mind altering chemicals into their bloodstreams as possible. It rapidly got annoying. There was a false ending halfway through the movie, at which point I felt relief. And then it started up again in a new hotel room, and I sighed with annoyance. I saw it through, but I have no need to see it again. Thanks, but I’ll pass.

Doorbell just rang. Fred’s home.

2 thoughts on “Hangover

  1. Couldn’t agree with you more on Thompson. I haven’t seen the movie but I read the book, which was more than enough.

  2. I actually kind of like Hunter Thompson’s writings even though he’s one of the biggest assholes on the planet. Through his booze, drugs and firearm soaked stupors he sometimes comes out with a nugget of truth. But of course I have to be in the right mood for his stuff.

    Have Fun

    Paul