For the past four years or so, Friday Night has been standard Date Night for Caden and me. Tonight we are homebodies, hanging out and playing with one of his Christmas gifts, this little baby here:
He got it mainly because my company created the chips that fire that sucker up and subsequently meant that I could get it at 50% off its retail price tag. It’s such a cute, mini little bugger with a built in webcam we have been playing with all night long.
We are going to do an activity, besides just make funny faces and take pictures. Tomorrow morning at 7 a.m., I am taking the boy downtown to go see BodyWorlds 3D before it leaves The Leonardo. I debated back and forth whether or not Caden might be a little young for the exhibit – real bodies in all sorts of poses, preserved forever by plastination. I showed him a few pictures to gauge his reaction and it went something like this, “Oh cool, wow! Can we go see that? It’s kind of gross. Awesome!”
Why are we going down at 7 a.m. on a Saturday morning? Well, I didn’t realize until this evening when I went to purchase tickets that ALL tickets are timed because they only allow a certain amount of people into the exhibit at one time. And they are doing this open-straight-for-48-hours thing through Sunday when it closes and 7 a.m. came up as the only realistic time between now and then. Really don’t want to go hang out with dead bodies at 12:30 a.m. Eww. Creepy.
Also, I just wanted to make mention of my adoration for one cinematic composer – Thomas Newman. I’ve been listening all night to various selections of his and he writes some of the most beautiful music that it just takes your breath away. You can’t help but have some type of physical reaction to his compositions – your eyes widen, your mouth unveils a smile, every inch of your skin gets chills. Seen Wall-E? He’s the composer. Remember when Wall-E dances through space with Eve? How about Finding Nemo? Or Meet Joe Black? Lemony Snicket, Cinderella Man, Road to Perdition, and on and on. He writes beauty so well.