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8 January 2002

the experience seattle project, part five

As I eluded to previously, I was able to secure tickets for myself and Mr and Mrs Jones to see what else but the Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring for Wednesday, my last and final day of the trip to lovely, rain-refreshed Seattle and vicinity. Mrs Jones was off work that day, and delayed an appointment to repair the crack in her car's windshield, and Mr Jones made a point to be free to leave work at the soonest possible moment to partake in the first show of the film at the Issaquah Royal 9 Theaters.

After some lounging about and pondering my packing options, we departed the apartment and traveled to Microsoft's Issaquah campus under a brooding late-morning sky. Mr Jones was waiting outside his building for us to arrive, and we sojourned to the theater. Once we arrived, we found many, many people in line for that, the first show of the day (opening day), 12:30pm.

While there are many online and off who have responded in either fan-boy orgasmic pipe-dream fashion or typical trolling complaint-riddled fashion, I'll have to say my response to the Lord of the Rings movie (LotR) was generally positive. As a matter of fact, I liked the movie more than I liked the book. Of course, both seemed like somewhat of a chore, but for very different reasons: the book seemed like a chore because it was a genre which is quite foreign to my aesthetic inclinations, and though LotR is the ultimate in the fantasy genre (a genre which has since very much been weighed down by hackneyed sword-and-sorcerer fictions), Tolkien's methodical (to put it lightly) style proved for it rather difficult to maintain enthusiasm; as for the movie, the three-hour playing length with no intermission merely made sitting still and immobile a chore of its own. The story modifications I considered to be minor, and the film itself maintained a good clip to its pace. There were easily 2 movies better in 2001, those being Amelie and Memento, but LotR was a good film to watch, and I will most likely buy the DVD at some point.

This being, of course, my life, I could not go an entire vacation away from home without some sort of physical pain... about halfway through the movie, one of my classic headaches started creeping into my head. Such is life... unfortunately once the movie was over and we ate a late lunch (the delay being a likely contributor to my headache), I was in no condition to go out for any further fun or excitement, and, for that matter, I needed to be at SeaTac in time for my 9:15pm flight back to LAX. Mrs Jones and I dropped Raven off at the office for him to put a couple more good coding hours in before having to return me to the airport.

At last, I get to SeaTac, concourse D, and promptly wait nearly 30 minutes in line for security in these uncertain times. I was even asked to remove my boots which were then run through the X-Ray machine (plastique, in case you were wondering, does NOT show up on X-Ray scans). Eventually, I boarded the plane and returned to LA in a non-window seat (grr!) next to a rather aloof and slightly disagreeable woman who left her reading light on the entire flight, the glare of which completely ruined any view I had through the window. When I politely (and obliquely, you know me) asked if she would mind turning off the light when she was going to nap, she gruffly replied that turning the light on and off every half hour was rude. I'm sure I glanced at her for the briefest moment as though a bamboo shoot were protruding from the side of her nose, though I'm sure she didn't see.

I arrived at LAX just after midnight, and here I am to thank Kid Akio himself profusely for taking the time to pick me up. So ends the Experience Seattle Project. Was it not almost as fun as being there? I know it took about 5 times the length of my stay to actually write all this...

musings of señor prod.

A lesson in productive jealousy: See that? That's mine.


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