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[Jun. 17th, 2007|09:49 pm]
Yesterday we went over to Karen & Thomas's to watch Tron which Karen had never seen. I was surprised at how well the movie has aged. The graphics in the computer world still look really good, and they made a lot of good decisions about what to make realistic-looking and what not to. And the programming stuff, though terribly unrealistic, wasn't even that bad. I cringed more at the '80s fashion than I did the faux UI. Still, it would be really cool if someone redid Tron with realistic plausible technobabble.

Tonight, people came over to our house to watch Barbarella. I was not surprised at all by its failure to age well, but that's because it was awful the first time I watched it. It did succeed in being completely terrible in a really funny and entertaining way. I dunno, if a bad movie becomes a camp/cult classic, maybe that is aging well. Those who hadn't seen it before were amused and traumatized in equal measure, and I call that a win.

It's Father's Day. I called my stepdad to wish him happy Father's Day. Talked to my Mom for a while. Missed my Dad in moments.

I had a dream about my father a couple nights ago. I can't really remember much about it, but I know it had something to do with doing something effective about a series of heart attacks. (There was a hospital in an enormous brick building, and I remember the phrase "pericardial tamponade", oddly enough.) I've had a number of dreams about him since he died. Sometimes they involve him not being dead anymore, or undoing his death, or something that won't work because he's dead, but they always acknowledge in one way or another that he has died. Strangely enough, many of them (like this one) end up feeling comforting more than anything else. It's kind of like we've had a conversation across the boundary or something. I may cry in the dream, but by the time I've awakened, I feel at worst sort of wistfully bittersweet. I guess it's because even though he's gone, I still have a sense of him.

Happy Father's Day to baronet, drdeleto, fufachew, goobermunch, lvlndlthr, nematsakis, ng_nighthawk, t_stop, toosuto, walrusjester, and all the other fathers (bio, step, and otherwise) that I know!

[User Picture]From: zalena
2007-06-18 01:59 pm (UTC)
I think about you and your dad, especially at times like father's day, but I haven't known what to say. I'm thankful you still have a sense of him. I hope it's something you continue to carry throughout your life.
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[User Picture]From: dr_tectonic
2007-06-18 06:08 pm (UTC)
Thanks. I never really know what to say, either.
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[User Picture]From: srotu27
2007-06-18 05:28 pm (UTC)
I have the same kinds of dreams about my dad. If he's alive in a dream, I always start with relief, then try to figure out why he's not dead and if I need to do something to keep him alive--- warn him or take some kind of action. It's a challenge, for me, because of where it lands me emotionally when I wake up, but they're not unwelcome dreams because I don't get enough of connecting with him, these days.

I'm sorry (for both our sakes) that this is something we have in common, but it's nice to know that someone else goes through this, too.
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[User Picture]From: dr_tectonic
2007-06-18 06:08 pm (UTC)
Yes. Exactly.
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[User Picture]From: e_ticket
2007-06-18 06:43 pm (UTC)


Long live the users!
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[User Picture]From: madbodger
2007-06-18 09:11 pm (UTC)
"An angel doesn't make love, an angel is love!"
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