a great day

so far, the pac-10 has been a bust in the bowls. here's hoping the beavers buck that trend. game time, 11am. we'll be at the skybox in sellwood. GO BEAVERS!!

ps - please don't make me regret posting this. please.

and dance by the light of the moon...

every year i fall in love with george bailey all over again.

this isn't just a simple holiday movie of romance and redemption. it is darker, deeper, more complicated that that. like george bailey. he's no sweet, simple, stammering do-gooder. he's masculine, virile, flawed, hot-tempered, gentle, clever, confident and confused, searching for beauty and meaning he thinks he'll find anywhere else but in bedford falls, and afraid to create and accept the beauty and meaning that is right in front of him - pushing it and everyone around him away at nearly the cost of his own life.

at one point, potter askes him "confound it man, are you afraid of success?!" potter's onto something. but it isn't the kind of success potter is talking about that george is afraid of. and to be honest, he's more afraid of failure than success - failing to follow his dreams out of bedford falls, failing his father's memory, failing as a man, a husband and father... ultimately failing himself.

my favorite scene. the scene where he and mary are sharing a phone to talk to sam wainwright is one of the sexiest scenes on film. when he takes her up violently in his arms and cries:

Now you listen to me. I don't want any plastics and I don't want any ground floors. And I don't want to get married ever to anyone! You understand that? I want to do what I want to do!

and then he smothers mary with his passion...

that's it for me.

happy, happy holidays

there is much to be joyful about this year. for the first time in a long time. so, dammit, i'm going to enjoy myself! i hope you do, too....