June 8, 2014

Another exciting day in the life of me. I did things but the day still seemed to go by without much being accomplished. Oh well. I read an issue of National Geographic, which was interesting as always.

I tried on my old dress shirt and found I will probably be buying another one this week before my interview next week. It has a pretty good fit while I'm standing but when I sit down it gets a little snug. I also want to get a new pair of pants so it won't be too much out of my way to get a shirt as well.

I watched a movie from 1968 called Voyage To The Planet Of Prehistoric Women. I was not surprised by how bad it was. The planet is Venus, because the goddess of love, which they make a point of noting, but the men and the women are never in the same shot. The movie starts by two guys and a robot (a dude in a robot suit) flying to Venus. They crash land and three more men fly to Venus in order to rescue them. For most of the movie, the first crew is fumbling around the planet and the second crew is trying to find them, exploring the planet as they go. All the while there are random cuts to the women, who are all wearing long white skirts and shell bras. They also only communicate telepathically. At some point, the second crew is attacked by a Pterodactyl and they kill it. We then learn the women worship the Pterodactyl as a god, so when they find the dead body, they get pretty pissed, inside their heads, and call upon the gods to kill the men who killed the Pterodactyl. There's a whole bunch of lava (which takes out the robot) and then a flood. Both crews get back on the second ship and barely manage to escape before the flood overtakes them. The women then revolt against their Pterodactyl god, knocking down their statue, because it wasn't powerful enough to kill the men, which means they much be superior. The women need a new god now so they find the robot and erect him as a statue because it is a symbol of the all-powerful men who survived the onslaught of the Pterodactyl god. So, men are not only superior to women, they are greater than the gods. Ignoring the fact that these women are capable of communicating through telepathy, and they can call upon a god who can control water and lava. Yeah.

I picked out the glasses frames I want from my Warby Parker home try-on box. It was difficult because three of the five were nearly identical, but I finally decided on a pair. Tomorrow I need to mail them all back and then at some point, schedule an eye exam. I imagine it will be a bit awkward asking for my prescription because they sell frames at the place I get my eyes checked. But, it's my prescription and I'm already paying the doctor to check my eyes, so it's not like I'm screwing them over.

Tonight I played a little Borderlands 2, did laundry, read library stuff, and watched the Tony Awards. The opening with Hugh Jackman jumping up and down around the stage and back stage was exhausting to watch. I would have been wiped out after thirty seconds and he just kept going and going and going. My favorite performance of the night was Aladdin because I really liked the genie. It was only a brief glimpse into that performance but I was not surprised when the actor who played the genie won an award. My other observation from the show, Neil Patrick Harris makes for a scary looking lady. Verging on terrifying.

It is getting late now but tomorrow I want to wake up early so I can mail a couple things and get my Powerball ticket before I go to work. Thankfully I don't have to be at the theater until almost noon. Hopefully we'll have late shows next week as well because I have a haircut at ten o'clock next Monday.