I made it to Japan where triggers abound, but they can’t get me anymore. I’ve built a wall of strength around me. It took a few years, but I won.
I’ve already got a bit of jet lag, which usually makes me loopy and somewhat ungrounded, so this will probably be a wandering post.
We had a long day of travel yesterday. I put my health first and went through an aggregator to get us reasonably priced business class seats on Singapore Airlines from LA to Tokyo. The 10 hour flight was manageable, the lie flat seats very nice, and the meals were delicious and healthy, lots of veg. I purchased myself some compression socks for the journey, and they worked great! No swollen feet or ankles. Amazing! After my Dad’s blood clot, I’m not taking any chances.
Dad’s still in ICU, but they’ve got him off the low blood pressure meds and that was a big hurdle to getting him out of Intensive Care. Unfortunately he has a staph infection (damn hospitals). They’re still talking about moving him tomorrow.
I was hoping when I woke up this morning (we’re 17 hours ahead of home) there would be a text from one of my siblings saying he was out, but instead, there was a text from my son informing me of Kobe Bryant’s death. I was never a fan of Kobe, I think he was drafted too young, didn’t have a chance to grow, as a man, and made some serious criminal mistakes (Colorado was not the only sexual allegation against Kobe, a room service employee at a Portland hotel was also sexually assaulted) but this is just tragic. His newest baby girl will never know her Daddy. Considering the mistakes my own father made, and where we’re at, it makes me sad. His life was cut way too short. Now that his amazing basketball career was over, he had a lot to give and now he doesn’t have that chance. RIP, Kobe.
On the plane yesterday I watched two movies, Hustlers and Once Upon a Time in Hollywood. Odd choices for me. I didn’t really care for Hustlers. I would give it a meh, rating. My rating scale is: ick, meh, good, and love. I didn’t think the story was that interesting, even if it’s based on true events. I didn’t think there were any acting stand out performances (J-Lo has done better), and really, I realize this is a story about strippers, yeah… so these women, especially J-Lo, have amazing bodies. We get it. I didn’t feel sorry for the men. Sorry, not sorry. Make your bed and lie in it. Consequences, people! At one point during the movie I could see my reflection in the screen and my look was one of… repulsion? Meh.
Once Upon a Time in Hollywood, on the other hand, was good. I’m not a fan of Leo, but I gotta give him credit here, an actor playing an actor, acting, pretty darn good! Brad Pitt, yeah, not bad acting either. I don’t think the movie was in any way a comedy. Not sure you can “have” Charles Manson and Sharon Tate in a movie, and call it a comedy, but Hollywood does this. They play off a drama/tragedy as a comedy because it has a couple humorous scenes. I chuckled a couple times, and laughed once (when the “Manson girl” bursts through the window while Leo is in his pool—yeah that was funny wrapped in tension, wrapped in ridiculousness) but comedy, no! It’s Quentin fucking Tarantino. I knew the gratuitous violence was coming eventually, and it did. If only things had gone as well in real life as they did in this fantasy. Also, I was born in the 60’s and it was fun to see the interpretation of that time frame on screen. Anyway, since I know the “real” story there was tension throughout the entire movie, but in the end, I was okay with that. It was good.
I’m currently waiting for my date with the Princess. We’re going to lunch and then to her house to make strawberry parfait. They have gorgeous indoor strawberry farms in Japan and my brother tried to get us a reservation at one to pick our own fresh strawberries, but it is Chinese New Year time and many Chinese visitors are in town and have taken all the reservations for the week, so we will have to make do with store bought. It’s okay because GQ will know the best place to find them. Strawberries in January. It’s not summer here! Japan is a funny place!