I saw the film Ironman, starring Robert Downey, Jr., this afternoon. I’m generally allergic to comic book adaptations, so I was a bit nervous about this; however, the director kept the burnished bodysuits off his characters for most of the film, leaving room for Downey, Jr. to develop his character from a kind of self-parody into a duty-bound maverick genius, and for some understated sparks to fly between him and Gwyneth Paltrow — playing, oddly enough, his administrative assistant. The bodysuits are admittedly a little goofy when seen close-up, but this is part of the genre. If you wish to see a film in this genre, then, give it a watch. It’s pretty cool.
In unrelated news, it’s more difficult than you might think to get information off one hard drive and onto another. I asked the fellow at the Apple store how I might do this, considering that my old computer is defunct; he seemed to imply that it is easy. All you need is a SATA cable! So I went to Best Buy and enquired after one of these:
“Well, it’s not a cable. It’s an enclosure.”
“Do you have them?”
“Yeah, but they’re like 70 dollars.”
So I tried Radio Shack, who had plenty of “enclosures” for around nine bucks, but entirely of the wrong kind. Sounds like we’re a few centuries overdue for another Enclosure Act. As it stands, I’ll probably have to spend $100 to get some professional to give me my precious incarcerated iTunes library back. Blah.
Oh, and I will be getting my drug test for Fred Meyer on Monday. Pray that I pass it (gulp) and look forward to some writings about the good old Deli.