Well, like my [[grahame:journal/sat1 Saturday]], my Sunday was more of the same. I didn’t even leave the house — christ I’m such a shut-in. I talked to my sister, and she is doing well. I filled her in about my potential move to North Carolina, and she seemed supportive. She knows two people that live there, one of which apparently would let me stay with her if were to visit.

This move is consuming a lot of my thoughts. Unfortunately, I feel like I’m spinning my wheels trying to understand what I should do. So, a lot of spent energy resulting in nothing. People have been suggesting that I make a list, so here I go:

Ok, now that I’ve done that, I feel absolutely no more informed. Lovely. The thing that does concern me is how culturally active Raleigh is. I guess I’m spoiled living in an “it” city. Not that I make use of it very much, but knowing that the DNA, 1015, and ilk are nearby helps. I doubt Raleigh attracts the Oakenfolds, Digweeds, and Van Dyks of the world. And it isn’t like I can take a quick trip to the nearest big city. It would probably be Washington DC or Atlanta, which are a wee bit outta day trip distance.

I suppose the only true way to know more is to get on a frickin plane and visit. See what the atmosphere and feeling is. Is is a gentrified hicksville, or an up-and-coming metropolis? Stay tuned…

Java Server Faces is in its 2nd Public Review stage in the JCP. I can’t wait for this spec to become final, and for it to be implemented well. It is such a natural extension to Struts, and is much needed by us Java webappp developers.

Ahh, so, my Saturday was fairly unextraordinary. I woke up at 8ish, which was a miracle that Puss didn’t rouse me earlier. We’ll see if her behaviour continues. It may have been that I stayed up later than normal, so she got her late-night feeding later than normal. One can hope though.

Saw my therapist today, for the first time in 3 weeks. She was gone two weekends ago, and I was in Delaware last weekend. I’m not sure how useful these sessions are anymore. But, I don’t want to get negative and short-change myself of a real usefulness either. It was almost like talking to any other friend, who happens to throw out random advice, and related stories in their own life.

On the way home, I got my car washed, for the first time in probably at least two months. I also got my hair cut, which had also last been about 2 months time. Now I look extra groovy; oh yeah, short hair. The rest of the day was spent at home, watching some TV, sweating my ass off, watching [[grahame:movies/dresstokill Eddie Izzard]], fartin around with this blog software way too much, and being generally lazy.

I have this horrible feeling that a lot of my journal entries are going to look like this, prety dull. The point is to document my existence, and if this is what it is, then maybe it’ll motivate me to do something better. Two potential bright spots: I made tentative plans to hang out with Wenming next weekend, and I saw a posting on the [[ygroup:EastBay_20s-30s_SocialGroup]] about the SF Symphony at Stern Grove next Saturday. Both have possibilities.

Just finished watching [[imdb:0184424 Eddie Izzard's Dress to Kill]], the DVD of the San Francisco show of his ’99 tour. That man is pretty damn funny, I really wish I had gone to this show when I had the chance. I’ve been listening to some of his material at work, and to get a visual does help, although not as much as some lesser comedians. The accents are worth it alone.

I probably agree fairly much in terms of politics, but I thought his views were bang on. The only distraction I found was that he seemed to get off on tangents easily, and then required a pause to reset his trajectory. There were a lot of “so yeah” and “but ums”. And there was an unusual but excellent bonus, the French version of his previous tour. To hear an American-accented french, coming from an Englishman is a unique experience, to my ears at least.

I watched [[imdb:0268126 Adaptation]] last night on DVD. It took me a while to figure out how I felt about the movie. Perhaps it is gimicky, but I do enjoy the limited use of self-reflection in movies. I like when characters suddenly start speaking to the audience, or make an inside-the-movie joke.

It seems like Adapation may have taken it a bit too far. One way to interpret the whole movie is that it is a movie about the writing of the movie. Intellectually, this appeals to be. It has a sort of purity and elegance, like recursion, or lambda expressions in LISP. But too much of it and you realize that there isn’t any other real substance to the movie.

As far the execution of the movie, I thought Nicholas Cage did a really nice job, and I’m not normally such a fan. Playing such different, yet similar, twin brothers reall worked. Chris Cooper’s character is amazing and bizarre, although his character is probably very well described in the book this movie is “based” on, and not on Kaufman’s own imagination.

Part of my frustration watching the movie was not being able to tell the fact from the fiction. The book this movie is based on is real, as are its author and its characters. But some of the events in this movie cannot be true, and it doesn’t even appear that the screenwriter has an identical twin, even though the twin gets a writing credit. Bizarre, twisted, brilliant.