I stayed up too late last night watching various movies. I saw that Soylent Green was on and told the eldest lamblet she had to watch it, that it was a classic! Her take on it? It wasn't really very futuristic at all... they were using incandescent lights and had televisions with dials! I suggested maybe they couldn't afford the new and had to make use of the antiquated. That theory was shot the minute Shirl started playing with her new video game, a game which made Pong look high tech.
The lamblet's other commentaries included, "The women in this are really pathetic... and what's with the Rapunzel clothing??" I pointed out that polyester maxi dresses were cool in the 70's to which she replied, "Yeah, but isn't this supposed to be 2022??" Yeah, yeah!! Just watch!!! Just wait! About 7/8's of the way through she chimed in with, "Oh... I get it, the Soylent Green is made from people, isn't it? This movie is just odd. I'm going to bed." And she did... 3 minutes before Charleton screams, "SOYLENT GREEN IS PEOPLE!!!" That line makes the whole movie. I can't believe she didn't wait. She was right though, the movie really doesn't stand up to time.
I don't know if it was the Soylent Green viewing or the late night chocolate, but my dreams were running full tilt. Everyone was in them and time was no barrier. One part that stuck with me was finding an earring I lost some 20+ years ago. I found it in exactly the place I thought I had lost it. I was so excited to have found it and so amazed that others hadn't seen it that I was telling everyone, including Blue Girl who not only knew about the earring, but had also told a friend I had found it. Apparently the friend knew too... When I asked how her friend could know about an earring I had lost decades ago and how I had lost it, BG just looked sheepishly away. It was at that point that my dreaming world and *rise and shine* world merged and I woke up with the feeling that I divulge too much. In many ways I always have. I'd say at least 72% of the time, I'm an open book, I wear my heart on my sleeve. I share it all and expect people to do the same and when they don't, I pepper them with questions, trying to unlock the codes. Everybody is a story and I want to know how their lives unfolded.
I'm also always trying to find the meaning in things... everything is a metaphor for life. Grizzled is oh so very pragmatic and when I question why, why, why are we having to continually do and redo the basement, assuming there is some lesson to be learned, some lock to be opened, he merely responds, "Our foundation needs work." I look at him and think, ah yes... our foundation... that would make sense, but do you mean literally or figuratively??? I know better than to ask. He means literally. My mind goes to the figurative... and so I wonder, what is the meaning of an earring lost so many years ago and then finally found in a dream??? Is it some sort of closure on some aspect of my life that I didn't even realize was still open, or a sign telling me to be a little more tightlipped??? Or was it merely too much Charlton Heston scenery chewing too close to bedtime. I don't know.
What I do know is this, it's almost 2009. 2008 had its good, its bad, its challenging and its memorable points, but I'm ready to kiss it goodbye. I'm ready to move into the New Year and hope it goes with me and not against me. Or maybe I need to stop being so bullheaded and need to go with it, go with the flow. Is that what my basement is trying to tell me?? The year is going to progress either way. Resistance is futile.
Row, row, row your boat,
Gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Life is but a dream
Happy New Year!