The Sky of the Cinema

If I were confined to a corner of a garret all my days, like a spider, the world would be just as large to me while I had my thoughts about me.
-- Henry David Thoreau

Sunday, June 29, 1997

My happiest accomplishment this weekend, the thing that pleased and tickled me the most, was getting my graphics tablet working again. After trying various methods of getting Windows95 and my ArtPad talking to each other, I went throught the registry and deleted every reference to wacom, then ran setup for the drivers again. Success!

Most of the stuff I do on the computer works great with the keyboard only, but Image Composer does seem to need a pointing device for selecting parts of images, and my favorite solitaire game also seems to need a mouse-equivalent for moving the cards around.

This game, Arachnid, is a freeware game that came from who knows where, and it's way old, but it exerts a strange fascination on me. It's the kind of game that would be much too much trouble to play with real cards, especially because the success ratio is very low indeed, lots lower than classic Klondike. But I play it over and over on the computer, and it pleases me although I rarely win.

So Sunday morning I played Arachnid and played with IC, in between trips to the basement to get laundry done. I am taking a trip to see my sister B--- in Delaware, and it just doesn't seem right to bring along a big sack of dirty laundry. Too reminiscent of the college student returning home for the weekend.

I saw two movies this weekend. Saturday I walked down to Broadway and saw Love! Valour! Compassion! which is based on a Terence McNally play. Very nice, Big-Chill-esque, in that it deals with a group of friends over several weekends in the course of a summer, with a few outsiders joining the group and disturbing the normal pattern of things. John Glover plays two roles, and the character he played that was dying of AIDS bore a disturbing resemblance to my mother.

She died of cancer, not AIDS, but she was very tall with a long face, and very thin by the end. I often can relate personally to AIDS dramas (which this movie isn't really, or at least not only) because of all the caregiver issues they portray, but this movie really brought the times back when I was caring for her.

Sunday I went to work for the afternoon, then went to Face/Off. John Whoo-hoo! What a great, over-the-top movie, with an ideal cast. When I got home it turned out to be half an hour later than I thought. The movie was over two hours, but it didn't feel like that at all.

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