A night of gained time...

We only get so much time to live. Yet sureally, tonight, we gain an hour which we lost earlier in the year, given back time which was taken from us before. Inadvertently, I planned tonight to be my weekend drunk, yet I could not have picked a better time for it.

Went and saw Kill Bill tonight. Was Good. Very good. Some physics problems, with the sword fights, but not nearly as many as I expected. A single hand swing, even from a draw, will not totally decapitate a man - especially if you are a tiny Chinese-American woman. Also, no matter how you do it, I don't know of a way to pull a sword out of someone's hand with a chain Without spikes. That's what the curved blade is for ... things slide off. Yakuza are not nearly that sloppy, either, but hey. I'll cut them slack for being young, but still... that was sloppy sword play.

I loved the music. I want the music.

So, I just opened a bottle of Piniot Noir. Bitter wonderful deep red wine, so smooth and deep. I splurged for a nearly 20$ bottle, and I love it. Sipping, quietly, dreaming of regained time.