Brunch (Sat.): Pop-Tarts (Vanilla-frosted Chocolate Fudge, or whatever they call that flavor. I could have sworn I had another box of Cocoa Pebbles, but apparently I was mistaken).
Dinner (Sat.): The Loop (Thick crust pizza, half pepperoni and sausage, half pineapple and ham, and a chocolate shake, which tasted really good after sitting out in the hot sun for a couple hours).
Breakfast (Sun.): None (See above)
Lunch (Sun.): T.K. Tripp's
Dinner (Sun.): Lone Star (I had a coupon for a free appetizer. We got the Mesquite-Grilled Shrimp, which were pretty disappointing; I would have been downright annoyed if I'd actually paid $6.99 for them. Ribs and chicken for an entree, which were decent (though I have to say, their BBQ sauce seemed awfully salty tonight)).
- The Claim (Sundance Channel. In 1849 in the mountains of Colorado, a prospector sells his wife and daughter to another man in exchange for his claim to a gold mine. 20 years later, he owns his own town, but things are about to change. Like all too many of the films scored by Michael Nyman, the soundtrack for this one was definitely superior to the movie itself. Still, it's always nice to hear the soundtrack in context at least once).
- Swimming with Sharks (IFC. I hadn't really intended to watch this, but channel-surfed by this 1994 Kevin Spacey flick and was sufficiently amused to watch the rest. Typical Spacey role as an arrogant asshole of a Hollywood executive who eventually drives his assistant to the breaking point. Recommended if you like Spacey).
- Signs (In theatre (but free with my frequent moviegoer card). There are crop circles and other strange events that suggest extraterrestrial activity. And, in a shocking twist for an M. Night Shyamalan film, it turns out it actually is extraterrestrial activity. There are some serious flaws with the SF elements, but ignoring that, the acting is excellent (with the exception of bastard devil spawn Macauley Culkin's brother Rory) and Mel Gibson's spiritual journey is handled quite well).
- The Legend of 1900 (IFC. A whimsical movie about a boy, born and raised on a cruise ship that he never leaves, but on which he becomes a legendary piano player. For some reason, I had missed this in theatres, but am quite glad to have caught it now. Wistful, nostalgic, ultimately tragic, but always a wonderfully told fable of the power of music).
Sporting events attended: Carolina Courage vs. San Jose Cyberrays (Women's professional soccer, at Cary's SAS Soccer Park. There was a church group going, so I figured, why not? It was exceedingly hot on Saturday afternoon, but there was fresh-squeezed lemonade and popcorn. Carolina won 4-1.)
- Clough, Brenda W. "May Be Some Time." Novella. Analog, April 2001. (This is the second story I can recall in which Capt. Oates, who nobly walked off into the cold so that he would not slow Scott down on his Antarctic expedition, is in fact rescued by time travellers. This story is primarily about the difficulties faced by a man of 1912 in adjusting to the world of 2045. Competent, but not spectacular in any way).
- Dann, Jack. "The Diamond Pit." Novella. Fantasy & Science Fiction, June 2001. (An absurdist exaggeration of The Great Gatsby, a rather peculiar story in which an aviator, seeking to check out rumors of a mysterious castle in the mountains of Montana, is shot down and taken prisoner - in a jail carved out of solid diamond and other precious gems. His captors, of course, are an eccentric rich family who will do anything to protect the secret of their wealth. As a story, it didn't work for me, but then, I didn't like The Great Gatsby all the much, either).
- Duncan, Andy. "The Chief Designer." Novella. Asimov's, June 2001. (A story about Chief Designer Korolev, the scientific head of the Russian space program from the 1950's on, told as a series of vignettes from his life. I don't know enough of the history of the Russian space program to know for sure, but for the most part, this reads more like historical reconstruction than fiction. Like other stories by Duncan, I appreciate the narrative skill on display, but I just can't get too excited by the historical fiction/alternate history genre).