Novel Eye

As my kind readers know, I hated The Departed (and not because I ended up on the cutting room floor). This week's Simpsons was called The Debarted and it featured a mole working for Principal Skinner getting close to Bart. It was rip- snortingly funny. The final scene feature Ralph Wiggum (the special child) watching a rat go by. And this was the final line: Ralph Wiggum : The rat symbolizes obviousness! Oh, yes! Yes! Yes! (In your face, Marty Scorsese!)

I threw out two trash bags of stuff today--projects I will never finish, even fabric I will never use, paper cranes. One of the best pieces of advice I ever received was that, "There will always be more fabric." There will always be more origami paper. This time I was smart, I did some projects FIRST and then reorganized and threw out after, instead of cleaning everything first and then running out of time and energy to do a project, resolving to do it tomorrow and not doing it until the sewing room needed cleaning again. Did my laundry, sewed a bodice to a skirt, made a shrug and cleaned my silver jewelry. Then tonight we watched The Departed . My God, what an awful film. It really was. I know it's gotten all this critical acclaim but I just thought it was a mess. The first half dragged on trying to lay on all kind of important inferences about Boston politics, race and class. It only became interesting at all when it started just stealing every scene from Infernal Affa...