The Cold Light of the Scope

Good Action Flick - Go See It

It was a strange, almost surreal day yesterday that started out with me carving a sizable hunk of my chin off while shaving.  It was one of those cuts that refuse to stop bleeding; luckily I had a board meeting first thing to display my wound.  My wife was having that procedure exploring her nether regions that all 50+ people so look forward to.  She was on the liquid diet for the last couple of days and handled it with a lot more aplomb than I remember from my adventures with the same procedure.  She came into work with me since the hospital where this was occurring is only five minutes from my office.  This allowed her to assist me with staunching the flow of blood from my chin (could it be to protect the shirt she ironed?) and also criticize how my office was set up.  I escorted her to the bus driver’s lounge so she could use the rest room and after pointing out the direction of the rest room I went in search of a replacement bandage for the blood now dripping perilously close to the ironed shirt.  When I returned to the lounge the women’s rest room was open and dark and I asked the driver there if he had seen my wife leave.  While we were discussing this my wife emerged from the men’s bathroom to both of our immense amusement.  When I pointed this out to my wife she simply stated, “Good”.  She said she had prepared a speech about the inappropriate placement of urinals and lack of cleanliness in this women’s bathroom so she was relieved it was a men’s bathroom.  She would be less relieved if she saw some of her predecessors in the stalls but I don’t think I’ll go there.  She did get the bleeding to stop long enough for me to attend the board meeting and having to get her to the hospital actually allowed me to leave just as the “dumbest man alive” started to pontificate at the meeting.  I’ve chronicled some of his earlier illogical meanderings and leaving early meant I didn’t have to again resist the urge to end his existence.  My wife and I are lucky enough to have our medical insurance with the UMASS Memorial Hospital (they’ve already saved my wife’s life once) and they once again proved their worth yesterday.  Everything was set up and waiting for her appearance and she was whisked in shortly after arriving and all I had to do was leave a phone number where I could be reached.  I returned to the office where the annual retiree barbecue was taking place on the fabulous South Lawn of the facility.  I had enough time to down a couple burgers and definitively destroy a piece of chocolate cake before I was summoned back to the hospital.  My wife passed the test with flying colors and was ravenous for some solid food.  We stopped by a Panera to score a soup and sandwich.  We took this home for consumption before she headed up to sleep off the rest of the anesthesia.  Buddy, noting that I was home early, correctly pointed out that I could take him for a walk.  He also demonstrated his honed squirrel and bird chasing skills in protecting the homestead from these predators. My wife emerged from her nap modeling a new dress.  She claims to have had it for a while and could now fit into it due to the two day liquid diet.  I think it probably has a lot more to do with her intensive zumba sessions but she wasn’t hearing that (could be trying to deflect my questions about the dress purchase – she’s good).  Date night was delayed due to the preparation phase for her procedure so we headed out last night to see The Cold Light of Day.  This was billed as a Bruce Willis action flick but in reality he is in it for a very short time.  This has received some bad reviews and is rapidly disappearing from screens.  It never made it our local theater and we had to go to the far side of Worcester to see it last night.  I was pleasantly surprised by a very good action movie even with the fairly gaping plot holes.  Why can’t a trained assassin who just shot someone from extremely long range kill the hero when firing from point blank distance, instead shooting at his feet so he can dance over the near misses (that always pisses me off).  Henry Cavill (our next Superman) is the lead actor and has definitely progressed since Immortals as far as acting.  His family is kidnapped and as a businessman now finds himself caught in a vortex of violence between competing police, spy, and terrorist agents.  If you can ignore the plot holes (done) this was a very good flick that moves right along with an extremely engaging cast.  Verónica Echegui is the female lead and handles her own with both the acting and the action.  Sigourney Weaver plays the villainess and is still so good at action and the one liners that you almost start rooting for her instead of the hero.  I found it interesting that Cavill’s facial wounds were a lot more severe than mine but he was much more successful in stopping the bleeding (I’ve got to get a Hollywood props department assigned to my case).  Like I said, almost surreal.

Finally Some Solid Food
How Does She Look So Good After 2 Days of Torture?

Modeling to Buddy's Amusement

Buddy Enjoying the Fruits of His Argument