This Side of Lost

Sometime in the last six months or so, a change has occurred. Before this change, whenever I would see a check box underneath a webpage login that said "Remember me", I would scoff. Remember me? You mean tell my browser to save some little piece of personal information about me so that my login is easier next time? Balderdash! I am not so lazy as to sacrifice possible identity theft on this public computer for the convenience of instant logins!

But now when I see it, I think to myself, "Oh, good, maybe I won't have to login next time." And I check the box.

What happened here? I'd like to think that my life is more stable -- that I only use two computers most of the time (at home and in my office). And those computers are always behind lock and key and are exclusive to my and my wife's use. Or it could be I'm just at the point now where I can't remember all my login names and passwords. Or maybe I am just getting lazy. Who knows?

Anyway, it's 2007, and my resolution is, as it was last year, to post more often. But I am bringing it back to once a week for life updates and sporadically for AFI reviews and other nonsense. What a slacker, right? Alas, that's the way it goes, I guess. But once a week is better than the rate I've had the last few months, which is about twice a month of substantive content and random little stuff. So stick that in your pipe and smoke it, Internet. Or should I say "tube" instead of "pipe?"

Samantha and I spent eight rather lovely days in Minnesota. The first four were spent mostly with family and around the house, sitting in front of the fire and reading, just as we had hoped we would do. Christmas was laid back and very nice. I got a good mix of useful domestic stuff (luggage, apron) and fun stuff (Paint Your Wagon on DVD and a Transformers book).

We also did quite a bit of hanging out with friends, which was great fun. I saw Matt Peters and his ladyfriend at Khan's Mongolian BBQ, half-heartedly continuing a tradition for which the importance of has escaped the third member, Erik Carlson. Are you reading this, Erik? Could you parse that sentence? If so, call me. If not, call me. We also saw my enclave of Ole friends in several venues, including (but not limited to) ice-skating, Thai food, watching A Scanner Darkly, and the Bulldog.

We came back to California in time to do nothing for New Year's, except rent Master and Commander and buy a bottle of champagne from the grocery store. Woo!

In other news:
* Netflixed recently: Charade (outstanding!) and The Wild Bunch (AFI review forthcoming).
* A large part of last weekend was spent with selected members of the Angeles Chorale (the choir I sing with, remember?) at a studio in Hollywood, singing and recording movie trailer music. You know, the kind with sweeping, driving orchestral themes and ominous, mostly indecipherable choral themes? Yeah, that was us. Kind of weird, but also pretty awesome.
* I've switched my RSS reader from Kinja to Google Reader. Alas, I find myself ceding more and more of my life to the great G monster. But no Gmail account yet!
* A recent add to said RSS reader: The Show, with Ze Frank. Having run across it one too many times, I'm now a regular. If you like awesome, you'll probably like it.
* In one week, we will probably be on a boat somewhere off the coast of Florida. Awesome.

For those of you keeping count:
* Number of movies mentioned: five
* Number of times the word awesome appears: four

Until next time, this is me, thinking so Ze Frank doesn't have to.