Happy Birthday Me; 300; Johnny Too Bad

Today I am 38.

For my birthday; yesterday my mom kept the kids and my wife took me to Bahama Breeze where I drank a zombie and a mojito and ordered off the appetizers menu. At BB I prefer the appetizers over the main courses, and I can act indulgent in ordering three or four of them and sharing whatever I get. Then I bring home what’s left and have it for dinner.

After lunch, we went to see 300 and loved it. It had it’s cheesy moments (this is Hollywood we’re talking about) but overall it was marvelous. I find I’m very sorry I haven’t read the graphic novel, but now I believe I’ll be adding that to my Amazon wish list. I had heard of some homo-erotic imagery, but I didn’t find it that way (not that it would have been a problem if I had; I just prefer things to be what they say they are rather than receiving underlying motifs that I can’t decipher until I’m talking about it at a party and somebody said, “You know that’s all about insert hidden motif here.”), and my wife, who has an unnaturally acute radar sense to all things homoerotic, said she didn’t see it either. It was what I expected: A guy’s movie. Lots of action, fighting, heroism. A really good flick. I give it an A+.

This morning I finished a novel–Johnny Too Bad by John Dufresne. It’s a bit depressing for my tastes, and more literary than what I’m used to reading, but overall a good read. I read it because I’m attending the Montevallo Literary Festival in two weeks and Mr. Dufresne is the instructor at the fiction workshop I’ve signed on for. I hope he’ll autograph my copy of his book for me and tell me I’m the most amazing undiscovered talent he’s ever seen and he would love to put in a good word for me with his agent or publisher, who, it just so happens, love contemporary fantasy novels as much as they do literary fiction. Yeah, right.

For my birthday, my wife let me sleep in and is now letting me blog. I’ve taken the day off from work because my Best Friend is home this weekend from Ft. Lauderdale where he now lives. He’s coming over with his two kids so I can take him to see the house my wife and I are buying and moving into on Thursday. It’s going to be a crazy week. Here’s to surviving it: cheers!