I'm no longer wandering around with Jonathan Coulton or Paul and Storm song lyrics floating around in my head constantly, huzzah! (Much as I love them, the constant loop of just two lines from the middle of "Ikea" was getting old, as was the rattle of bones from "Skullcrusher Mountain", "Tom Cruise Crazy"'s teeth, the badass fucking "Mandelbrot Set", and the chorus of Dejected Arrrs from "The Captain's Wife's Lament".)
So that's progress, I guess.
I say "I guess" because I've moved on to having TMBG songs stuck in my head instead. Mostly the particularly earwormy kids' songs. Right now it's "813 Mile Car Trip," but yesterday it was "Z Y X" and "Science is Real" and "I Never Go To Work".
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And in other thoughts... We showed Star Wars: A New Hope to Penny over the weekend, and she seemed to enjoy it. Finally. (We've tried her on it a couple of times before, and she was Not Impressed. She's not the biggest fan of movies that aren't animated.)
One thing that worked out well was that, since we were watching it on DVD, she could ask questions when she was confused and I could pause it to answer them. Or when something subtle happened, I could pause it to make sure she knew what it was.
A fun one to explain: "...she's got a lot of spunk. Do you think a princess and a guy like me-" "No!" Luke is flustered, Han smirks. "Mom, I don't get it. Why are you smiling? What's funny?")
I haven't watched the movie myself for years, to be honest. It was still fun, but I entertained myself with considering -- what if Ben knew exactly what was going to happen? I know I'm far from the first person to have that thought, but I think this is the first time I've watched the movie since encountering the notion. Certainly it was the first time I've watched the movie with it in mind. It adds a fascinating layer to his shock the first time he hears the name "Obi Wan"; it changes from "Wow, that takes me back," and "Has the Empire discovered my hiding place?" to a much more poignant, "Oh, is it time for this? Already?" And it lends a lot of weight to his words and actions for the rest of the movie -- and, interestingly, never really presents any major contradictions. It was a fun and intriguing thought exercise.
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Ahh, the education of a young geek: Learning how to answer a celphone. Learning to use the potty. Learning how to use a mouse. Learning to read. Learning to type. Learning how to ride a bike. Learning how to be safe online. And the ever-important Star Wars appreciation class.... *sniffle* Someday soon she'll be big enough to repel zombie attacks all on her own!
TMBG is playing in Richmond at The National tomorrow (9/29/2011). Somehow crazy google+ told me you posted this earlier. Google starting to get scary.
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