an unexpected randomness

Happy Christmas.  Baby it's cold outside.  For reals.  And dreary and all around depressing.  But I guess that's old man winter for you.  It's been like this for about a week or so.  Yesterday was a nice break.  It felt good to have the sun and the blue sky.  You don't appreciate it during the summer months, but when you have nothing but overcast sky for days on end, you crave for the sunshine...I made my way down to Sony Metreon and saw The Hobbit on IMAX 3D with Chi Young last Saturday.  It felt so familiar to be back in Middle Earth, with hobbits, dwarves, wizards, elves and orcs.  And Gollum.  Man what a tragic character that Gollum is.  The Hobbit, at least the first half, is probably not as good as any of the LOTR trilogy movies, but the riddle scene with Gollum is just magic...Yesterday night I continued to watch Sherlock on Amazon.  The Irene Adler episode (season two, episode one) is so freaking brilliant.  It makes me appreciate dominatrices (is that the correct plural form?) even that much more.  And that twist of an ending is beyond satisfying.  Does British tv shows kick (or should I say spank?) American arse?  Bloody right it does!...And how about the Sherlock-Hobbit connection?  It's awesome that Dr. Watson is Bilbo and Sherlock is going to be Smaug.  Not to mention that Sherlock is also to be the villain in the next Star Trek movie (Into Darkness)...I am seriously loving my Uniqlo ultra light premium down jacket.  I got a small Navy and it fits me perfectly.  This thing is so soft that I think a girl should snuggle up to me just to feel how soft it is.  Seriously.  I think if a girl snuggled up to me wearing this jacket, she would like totally fall for me, cuz she would think I am all soft and cozy and uncomplicated. Of course I am anything but cozy and uncomplicated but my Uniqlo jacket lets me play pretend and lure in unsuspecting girls...I am still feeling the abdominal pain.  The scary part is that it's now spread to the lower right side.  I am not sure what to do.  The Chinese herbalist and acupuncturist hasn't helped.  I've been religiously drinking bitter tea for about two months now.  And there really hasn't been any effect as far as I can tell.  Then the GI guy thinks it might just be a muscle thing, which I totally am unconvinced of.  I thought I would give all this a rest and not think about this during my three week break from work and just relax, but that's not really working out cuz that's practically all I could think about.  Well that and the red spot on my face that might be skin cancer. It's been there for two months.  I don't know.  I am a freaking mess...Yesterday two firemen in Rochester, NY were gunned down and killed by some lowlife when they responded to a call to his house.  It was a set up.  He left a note to say he wants to do what he likes doing best, killing people.  One of the weapons he used is the same type of rifle used in the Sandy Hook massacre.  By the way the NRA's position on Sandy Hook is that we need armed guards at every school in America.  This shit is seriously messed up.  The world is seriously messed up.  Thank goodness for hobbits and dwarves and wizards.  They make the world better because otherwise all we have are the evening news telling us how messed up the world is....Oh speaking of which, N Korea supposedly now has a missile that can reach the US West Coast.  Oy-vey...I am off work for the next three weeks.  Hopefully aside from fretting over missiles and abdominal pains, I will be doing a lot of cleaning and reading (1Q84, here I come, again) and watching movies (The Impossible and Life of Pi are my musts).  Not so much eating and shopping, cuz I am giving my stomach and my wallet a break...I both love and hate the holidays.  I love the break from work and the lights and that people are festive and happy.  I hate it that I am not.  Like most people who hate the holidays, I don't think there is a worse time in the year to feel lonely.  But I am getting used to that feeling as I get older.  After a while, a numbness sets in.  Or acceptance.  Or maybe you just wise up to the fact that no calendar can tell you how you are supposed to feel.  Sucker, you are no less alone during December than you are for the rest of the year, I say to meself.  And that makes me feel better.  You know what else makes me feel better?  That life is unpredictable.  You might think your life is boring and meaningless right now, but you never know when some wizard will come to find you and sweep you off into an unexpected journey.  So just hold on, enjoy your tea and scone, and be prepared to say yes when opportunities or Gandalf and thirteen dwarves come knocking on your hobbit door.