Spring Fever

It’s time to get rid of all the weird stuff that rolls around in my head all during the week. I present this Friday Fragments post in conjunction with the great folks over at Half Past Kissin’ Time. Mrs. 4444 lives there, and she's a scream! Pop over and read what her husband had to say about their daughter's sleepover birthday party. Classic. Best one-liner of the day.

I had a great time out with my college friends on Wednesdays. We went to Chili’s, which is a restaurant I had never been to before, but I admired how much fun everyone is always having there in the TV commercials. As it turned out, we had just as much fun as the folks in the ad campaign, but it didn’t have much to do with the restaurant. The food was okay, definitely not spectacular, but it didn’t matter. What we need in a dinner location is: decent food, refillable drinks, wait staff that doesn’t bug us too much, and business that’s slow enough so they don’t care if we hang around for three hours. Girls Night Out is all about the Girls, and not so much about the Out.

I got the latest James Bond movie from Netflix – since I missed it when it was in the theater – but I haven’t watched it yet. I’m not all that excited about it. I’ve been a Bond fan since I was a kid, but I have very strong opinions on just exactly who makes a good 007 and who does not. My first Bond flicks were the Roger Moore ones – out in the theaters - which I liked just fine. Then I discovered the Sean Connery Bond, and fell in love. He was the swagger-y, smirking, completely male spy, and I adored him. Still do. Of course, then Pierce Brosnan took over the role, and I fell into lust. He is, without a doubt, the sexiest Bond ever, and I love everything about him, including the updated, more politically correct version of 007 (after all, the Brosnan Bond came with new, nifty special effects!). Unfortunately, I’m not buying the new guy. He’s blond, for one thing. He’s not sarcastic enough (at least not in the first movie). He’s missing that special something – I think it’s attitude – and I don’t want to be his Bond girl.

Speaking of Netflix, I have been making a list of movies I want to see someday. I compiled the list after Yahoo put out their Top 100 Movies Everyone Should See list. I also went through AFI’s top 100, and their top 10 from each category (musicals, action films, comedies, etc.). I ended up with a list of about 40 movies that I want to see, or think that I should see, anyway. Ten or so of those are movies I’ve seen before, but it was so long ago, I want to see them with my new, grown-up eyes. If I accomplish everything I am supposed to do by mid-afternoon today, I’m going to cross one off: The Maltese Falcon. I know I saw this when I was a kid, but I don’t remember much about it, and I’m looking forward to rewarding myself for having made it through another week.

I might even take my laptop out onto the deck and enjoy the great outdoors with my movie. It is supposed to be 60 degrees here today. We’ve been in spectacular weather mode here all week, but the brisk winds have finally gone and we can soak up the sun without getting an eyeful of sand. I think Old Man Winter has finally lost his grip and slunk away, leaving us a little battered, but ready to embrace Spring. I swear I heard a collective sigh from the Northeast.