Day 30. 72 pages, 34,751 words.
Off to see Interstellar tonight, I’m coming a bit late to the party on this movie so I probably won’t bother to write a review, but maybe there’ll be something in there worth talking about. I hope it’s good. Lots of people certainly seem to think it is.
 Although to be honest, what’s really stopping anyone from writing movie reviews well after the movie has come out? I mean, OK, technically there must be a line between “review” and “analysis” or even “tribute”… but I don’t generally only write reviews within the first week of a movie’s release. Sometimes it’s later, and something just occurred to me that deserved to be reviewed. Or it’s way way later, and I’ve just gotten around to the watching. Weirdly, though, there’s a sort of a reverse bell-curve – at the start it’s okay to review, and later on it’s fine to do a retrospective or whatever, but Interstellar is right in the middle of that trough right now. Oh well. I told you this was rambly.
Speaking of old movies, we’re doing a bit of a movie-afternoon-evening tomorrow, with The Pas and Mr. Fahrenheit and dreameling. We will be watching a variety of old classic action movies, eating snacks, drinking some booze and ordering pizza. Added to my all-nighter this week, it’s almost like a return to youth. Should be fun. Then, Sunday, a planned forest-hike in the snow with Wump. Not sure whether I will pre-write something, or if I will get a chance to sit down later on. I’m actually thinking of posting up another short story in episodic form. Could be fun too.
And speaking of nothing in particular, and in keeping with my “rambling” motif for the week, I was recently interested to see this chart take form on one of the cancer / colostomy support groups I am part of (Colostomy Association, check ‘em out). It shows the general break-down of the reasons the assorted people on the group have an *ostomy (stoma) in the first place.
Now would be a perfect time to not Google any of the words you can see on this pie chart.
To me, the most chilling statistic here was “Surgeons error”. Not just because of the missing apostrophe, but … how badly do you have to drop the ball to make your patient end up with a stoma? A lot of this seemed to come down to a combination of botched surgery, complications and misdiagnosis, but it’s still pretty horrifying.
I always knew I’ve been lucky in my experiences, but these support groups really hammer that home. It’s amazing that there are people out there who do so much to help.