1504—Michelangelo, the Italian Renaissance artist's marble sculpture of David is placed in front of the Palace of the Signory after its completion.1652—Rhode Island enacts 1st law declaring slavery illegal
1852—Massachusetts rules all school-age children must attend school
1860—Republican Party nominates Abraham Lincoln for president
1897—Dracula, a novel by Irish author Bram Stoker is published.
1983—Reagan The U.S. President sticks his thumbs in his ears, wiggles his fingers and says to the press "I've been waiting years to do this."
From Lincoln to this. Strange and wicked sad, eh? And after Reagan the Republicans gave us Bush I and the incredibly dim and dangerous Bush II. From bad to horrifically worse.
But what about yesterday though, when I was gonna have the wondrous, glorious de-stressing movie day. Mad Max: Fury Road! Jen, Oni and I got to the theater, for the first show of the day, with tiny moments to spare. While they waited in line for tickies, I dashed inside to the Deaf Desk (I assume that 's what it's called anyway) to get the captioning device. After a bit of a wait, a smiling worker bee came over to help. I said (and signed) that I needed the captioning arm. For which flick? The 10:30 Mad Max show. She needed my ticket, which I didn't have yet. She informed me that my friends would not be getting tickets because That show's sold out.
WHAT!? I read her lips accurately—the show was booked. I was stunned. In a wee state of shock even. So much so that the two, also deaf, women in line next to me 'terped/signed what the lady was saying.
Very nice of them and, as uzh, I felt like a barely flickering dim bulb for not understanding everything instantly—first time spoken or signed.
Crestfallen, I walked away without even saying thank you to the lovely, helpful ASL signing ladies.
I kept thinking, as we road home, how can I be so banjaxed by this. It's silly. But it wasn't. I'd had my heart set on this. THIS was gonna relax me more effectively than a massage or, even, an hour in a bubbling hot tub. Also too, strong, female hero! I'm wild for movies with strong, save-the-day triumphant babes.
I was inconsolable as childish as that seems. When we got home, I went out for a long-ish trike ride, read, had a wee nap and then went over to whine at Jen. I could go see the show today BUT I'd really wanted to see it with her and Oni. This, THIS, is how much of a hero Jen is. After putting in a full day, with an horrifically long, frustrating commute, she's going to meet Oni and I down at the theater. Oh pleeez, I sez, you'll be exhausted. I'll go to a matinee by myself *sob*
Nope, our hero already purchased the tickies! It's a lock now. And then she made me a brilliant margarita. First one of the season.
Christ, I love my family!
But what about yesterday though, when I was gonna have the wondrous, glorious de-stressing movie day. Mad Max: Fury Road! Jen, Oni and I got to the theater, for the first show of the day, with tiny moments to spare. While they waited in line for tickies, I dashed inside to the Deaf Desk (I assume that 's what it's called anyway) to get the captioning device. After a bit of a wait, a smiling worker bee came over to help. I said (and signed) that I needed the captioning arm. For which flick? The 10:30 Mad Max show. She needed my ticket, which I didn't have yet. She informed me that my friends would not be getting tickets because That show's sold out.
WHAT!? I read her lips accurately—the show was booked. I was stunned. In a wee state of shock even. So much so that the two, also deaf, women in line next to me 'terped/signed what the lady was saying.
Very nice of them and, as uzh, I felt like a barely flickering dim bulb for not understanding everything instantly—first time spoken or signed.
I kept thinking, as we road home, how can I be so banjaxed by this. It's silly. But it wasn't. I'd had my heart set on this. THIS was gonna relax me more effectively than a massage or, even, an hour in a bubbling hot tub. Also too, strong, female hero! I'm wild for movies with strong, save-the-day triumphant babes.I was inconsolable as childish as that seems. When we got home, I went out for a long-ish trike ride, read, had a wee nap and then went over to whine at Jen. I could go see the show today BUT I'd really wanted to see it with her and Oni. This, THIS, is how much of a hero Jen is. After putting in a full day, with an horrifically long, frustrating commute, she's going to meet Oni and I down at the theater. Oh pleeez, I sez, you'll be exhausted. I'll go to a matinee by myself *sob*
Nope, our hero already purchased the tickies! It's a lock now. And then she made me a brilliant margarita. First one of the season.
Christ, I love my family!
No comments:
Post a Comment