We still wake up to the freezing cold each morning, but life has a way of forging ahead. I feel like we’re emerging from hibernation, blinking our bedazzled eyes at the bright sun. Ok, maybe it’s just me. But it seems there is so much more going on lately, and more motivation to do it. The lovely ladies had an idea…they’ve proposed we start a book club, to meet once a month. I wish we could fly James up here, to facilitate our first meeting. Alas, we’ll have to muddle through without him (thankfully we have a few more weeks to prepare). This weekend there are a helluva lot of happenings around town. Friday marks the theatrical release of Hellboy. I have high hopes for it, as director Guillermo del Toro has been working closely with creator Mike Mignola to bring this to the screen. Not sure when I’ll get to see it, though. I don’t want the little man to grow up too fast, but I look forward to the day when he’ll be old enough to accompany me to such movies. At least he and I have dinner plans with some folks for Friday night. Some of whom will be attending the Extreme Noise Records 10th anniversary bash afterwards. Sounds like it will be a fun show. Sadly I’ll have to skip it. Saturday there’s another show, featuring The Unicorns and The Ponys, that I’ll have to skip as well. And finally, the last thing I’ll be missing out on…the Minneapolis / St. Paul International Film Festival kicks off this weekend. Last year I made it to just one screening, and that gem secured a spot on my list of all-time favorite films.
