If I reach it in time

I'm going to see my folks for a few days.
No doubt, there will be many a story to tell upon my return.

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Because sometimes I really don’t know what to do with free time that might actually be spent being productive, I watched three movies yesterday.
21 and Over
Lars Von Trier’s Antichrist
For a Good Time Call
I enjoyed every one of them, and though Antichrist was stunning to look at, it had nothing on For a Good Time Call.
21 and Over did not have much more to offer then any coming of age, summed up in one night, story, except for one of the character’s take on Vince Vaughn as a young adult (Miles Teller).
Antichrist, I’m still working with, but for the most part, simply put, I’m guessing Von Trier had an anxious and troubled mother.

Come on

I’m not sure if it’s due to lack of experience, or a big blunder fest, but a fight was breaking out at the library on Friday, and it included two sisters and their mom, and two other girls who may or may not have been related.  Because there is no security in our building, and with minimal training for our staff, most of them were standing around with the customers,(who were filming with their cameras), and just waiting for events to unfold, which certainly seemed  imminent as the volume and posturing  accelerated.
I heard the yelling from the second floor, came down to help, only to find no one trying to de-escalate the people involved and disperse the crowd that had gathered.
The police were in route, but the group was blocking the doors , screaming and swearing and making a ruckus, mostly driven by the adult in the group.
I don’t know why I feel compelled to get involved in the fray.  I, like the rest of the people I work with , could have just let the events unfold, but something about who and what I am does not allow for resignation to base behavior.
I expect more.

I wish I could have told him

I watched Derek this week, and my feelings are mixed. 
It is not as good as I’d like it to be, yet it has some wonderful  goings on, so that makes up for some of the deficiencies me thinks.
The last moments of the final episode, which dealt with Derek’s absentee Father,  had me sobbing.  
Part of the reason for that, is that my dad never knew his father, he had abandoned his family when my father was very young, and as far as he remembers, he only saw him once or twice.
The volume of that, the length and breadth, and  the reach of that in a child’s and then adult’s life is immeasurable.
Ricky Gervais has the rare ability to make something  hilarious, and equally  poignant, he’s the consummate dramatist, albeit a little overly sentimental  on some fronts.
 Regardless, his series Extras and now Derek, touch on the isolation  and the collective with remarkable brilliance and accuracy.

Here is where I'll stay

Jake said out loud in front of Ava and Jack Henry, that I was “like his best friend.”, and then asked me if I knew that.
I was kind of dumbfounded, and at a loss for words.
I did not know that. 
Proudly, I did not make a joke or ask him  why he was such a loser that he would want me for a friend. I told him I was flattered and felt the same way.
For a long time, when they were younger, I wanted to be friends with my kids, and then realized that was not such a good idea, and that it would lead to far too many occasions of conflict, as to whom I was supposed to be at certain times.
So I gave up on that, and now find that as they become adults, friendship is a very welcome and surprisingly  natural place.