Things have been pretty busy for Kara and I in the past week or so, especially since my last post. Kara was in a wedding on Saturday. I also finished the "school" version of Dax's shave video. It's been nice to not have to worry about it for a few days. We'll dive back in soon to work on a commercial version. Yesterday I went to the Centene Corporation to speak with employees about Cinema St. Louis. This occurred while the employees were on their lunch break. They seemed more interested in "Jeans Friday" coupons, but it was still fun to talk about the organization. Kara and I went to lunch with her parents, aunt & uncle, and cousins for Mother's Day. We dined at Soda Fountain Square. Earlier on Sunday, we stopped by Luby's newest home/estate sale and bought a new guest bed and credenza (which is now our entertainment center). Kara also found a whole stack of Al Hirt records. She already had most of the copies she picked up, but the new ones are in very nice condition.
Sunday night we went to see "Forgetting Sarah Marshall." It was nice to wrap up the long weekend with a goofy, romantic comedy. We purchased popcorn, soda, and Milk Duds. The film was funny, but a little too long. There were a few scenes that felt a little drug out or tacked on. Aside from that, it was just a nice relaxing experience.
Tuesday I went to a screening of Errol Morris' new film "Standard Operation Procedure." In the same vein as "Taxi to the Dark Side" this film explores torture and abuse of detainees at Abu Ghraib prison in Iraq. You may remember a photo of a soldier, Lynndie England, pointing and giving the thumbs up in front of a nude prisoner being forced to masturbate. The film covers her and the group she worked with at Abu Ghraib. The film is filled with disturbing images capturing indescribable acts committed by the 'good men and women' of our armed forces. Most of the soldiers come off as podunk, small town stooges who had no better choice in life than signing up for the Army. Lucky America. Do you remember the stupid bumper stick "These Colors Don't Run?" That's the type of people in this movie. "Shucks, we thought it was okay to do this. Our superiors never said otherwise. Heck, they are the ones who led the way." Of course, the superiors, the real root of the problem, never suffer any of the blame or scrutiny when this sort of the scandal enters the purview of the public eye. Chalk up another victory to this administration of lies, deceit, and criminal activity.