My friends rule!

For my birthday, I just got a really, really loud thunder. Right above my house. The house trembled a little, and all the glass in it rattled for a bit. I got goosebumps. I've been here for a few years now, and this was my very first real thunder, during that whole period.

I wouldn't dare to ask what they had to give to arrange this. Probably their immortal souls.

Couldn't have asked for a better present. Thank you.

Haaaaaaaappyyyyyyyyyyy...

...birthdaytome, happybirthdaytome, happy
biiiiiiiiiiiiiiirthdaaaaaaaaaay dear me me.

Happy birthday to me. Veeeeeeeeeeee.

Why is it that the best films that I see are the ones that my wife drags me to, kicking and screaming. It is usually the films that I haven't read about. Haven't heard about. Haven't thought about. Films that I don't have a handle on.

We just saw Dogville. Finally.

Just as I was beginning to accept the heroine's martyrdom, accepting every vile transgression and forgiving her torturer's, she turns around and annihilates them. Not as a revenge. That would have been way too easy. One of those typical "Yes, kill the bastards!" moments that we are fed on a daily basis through the media. No, there was no eye-for-an-eye insanity motivating her. She was just trying to make the world a better place. By making sure that nobody would again suffer the same repulsive treatment that she had to endure.

This was a truly remarkable film. Free of the haughty attitute that plagues so many 'intellectual' or 'arty' films. This one was true.

I liked it.