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[/indent]Just wanted to wish everybody a wonderful… More
[indent][left][img]http://images.rottentomatoes.com/images/tomatoes/small_fresh.gif[/img][color=white]..[/color] 6/10 Movie: [url="http://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/ColdMountain-1128336/"]Cold Mountain (2003)[/url][/left]
[/indent]Just wanted to wish everybody a wonderful new year, now that it's under way! :p My New Year's last night was probably my favorite yet!
Anyways, I rated a few recent movies.
EDIT: OK, since it was requested, here are the details on my New Year's...
Drove to the beach (since a lot of trails were friggin' closed last night - oh well). Half Moon Bay, to be specific. I brought with me just a jacket, hiking shoes, my ragged cap, and a backpack filled with water, some food, and a coupla other things. It wasn't as cold as I thought it would be. Not yet, anyway. The parking near the beach was closed, so I found a spot in the neighborhood somewhere, and found a path that led out to the water. Rather intimidating, what with a wall of darkness standing before me. Nevertheless, I went on (with my trusty mini-flashlight :D that I ended up not using). I was reminded of the Legend of Sleepy Hollow as I walked along the path, what with all the frogs croaking. Though I think they were "ribbiting" somebody else's name :p.
The roaring of the ocean grew louder as I drew nearer. Light released me from its grip, and I now stood in the pale nothingness of a gloomy, New Year's on the beach. I was actually kinda freaked out, since just [i]anybody[/i] could walk out there. And well, my mind teases me too much with such morbid thoughts. Kept imagining the most hideous beast would leap out of the field of blackness and dart in my direction. Or a legion of whackjobs would spew out of the cliff wall on the beach and chase me down. Sadly, none of that happened. :D
In my initial descent down the cliff wall, I noticed a slender black figure highlighted against a grayish white beach. My wildest imagination knew it to be another person, yet I honestly couldn't tell you that it wasn't a giant wooden stake sticking out of the ground. "I'm outta here", my mind whispered, using the figure as an excuse to whimsically switch directions and move along the top of the cliff wall on another path. I occasionally glanced over my shoulder, making sure it was just the darkness following me and no being. :p No big deal, since I was gonna come back.
Eventually, I turned around, and started heading back towards the cliff path. I see something approaching. Even though my eyes became acclimated to the absence of light, I still couldn't discern any real shape in the not-too-far distance. Some dark, moving blob is trudging along the path ahead of me, towards me, bigger than just any person. Soon, the blob separates into 2 shapes. A man strolls by, walking his dog. I say "Hi." He's on his cell, no response. "OK, Happy New Year's to you too." On his cell?? Heh, anyways. I'm still somewhat hesitant of what's unknown to me, and what may be lurking (as more evil thoughts dance through my mind :p). So with that, I continue to proceed with caution till I reach the cliff pass. I toss a gaze down to the beach, and the black figure is gone. "Yeah, that's right. It's Neumdaddy's turn on the beach, punk!" :cool: :D
I plodded through the sand up near the water. The waves are cresting higher than 2 Neums. The whiteness of the foam tries to crawl up to my toes as the wave lies down. Over and over the water tries its best to creep toward me (or was it me losing my bearing in the dark, slowly drifting towards the dark blue-gray expanse that provided the only soundtrack for the evening?). Walking north, I kept veering to my right to avoid the water, but I remained on the water-smoothed parts of the sand. The footprints behind me vanished with each wave, as if they were being replaced with God's perfect fingerprint instead.
I came upon piles of seaweed on the beach, though from afar, I kept tricking myself into thinking that it was a beached sea monster. "Isn't this how those monster films begin? With the unnamed lonely wanderer stumbling upon disaster, being the first victim of this creature's reign of terror? Yeah, that's how it goes alright." :D I began to recall my old nightmares, the ones where I'm being chased by some bizarre incarnation of evil (might as well be a seaweed-disguised monster), and as fast as I try to run, I can't get anywhere. Running in sand could probably produce the same, nightmarish effect. But alas, they never morphed, and piles of seaweed they remained. :p
I was pretty far down the beach when I saw another trail up through the muddy cliffs and decided to take it. I couldn't have been halfway up when I saw an open book and a blanket lying on the ground. "What in the hell?", I thought. The hair on the back of my neck stiffened. I looked around me, slowly. I could see nobody. Then, just off the path near a bush, a man adjusted his position on the ground. The slight rustle of whatever dead plant he was cuddling with alerted me, but there was no other sound. Did he not see me? Man, this is freaking weird. I continued up the path as stealthily as I could, trying not to awake him from his New Year's slumber. Weird. Like I was in The Outer Limits, and there was just a handful of us, trapped on this beach prison. Just the beach. That's all the world felt like to me at that moment anyway.
I slowed my pace and checked my watch. 40 minutes to go. I stopped at a bench, and ate the PB&M that I packed & guzzled down half a bottle of water. The wind picked up just as soon as I finished, raising my skin to shiver. I was gettin' pretty hot before that, so I welcomed the wind with a cold embrace. My mind eased...
I continued walking down the slimy clifftops overlooking the restless Pacific, and finally picked my perch. I decided to stop my hike and begin my mindwalk, sort of recapping what I've accomplished in my life. It was probably around that time when the sky decided it had more to contribute to the evening. After a short while, my mood content, I muttered "thanks for everything." And half a moment later, a tiny droplet of water found its destination on my bottom lip. Slightly startled, I slowly angled my hooded head upwards, and received a faceful of gentle sprinkling. I smiled. Ah, rain. I love that stuff. I continued to amble in thought, taking comfort in all that was around me (though the distant lights on the other side of the bay helped make things not seem so desolate :p). I was pacing about the cliff ledge as the ground under my feet slowly gained moisture. I didn't notice it, though. Too busy thinking about the things that were, are, and going to be. I wasn't even staring at the ocean anymore.
My train of thought derailed to the cracking of fireworks behind me. The neighborhood was celebrating New Year's. I checked my watch. "Huh. It's 2004. Cool." I felt my jacket, and it was getting pretty wet. Put my backpack back on, and the thing was dripping. :p
I headed on back, having spent a few hours in the darkness, entering with caution, and leaving with satisfaction. I had a headache this whole time, but I managed to stuff it in my back pocket. Never bothered me, really. Though I was kinda hopin' to be chased at some point. ;) So while it wasn't the most "happenin'" New Year's, it was definitely a great one.