One of my all-time fave movies... remade.

We went and saw Poseidon last night. Not too shabby. Josh Lucas was awesome; can't wait to see him as Angel in X-Men. The characters were changed around a bit, and I actually liked that.
They had tried to make a made-for-TV version last year with Rutger Hauer playing the Rev, but I turned it off 10 minutes in. I mean, it had Steve Guttenberg in it. Don't get me wrong, I was a big Guttenberg fan in the 80s, but he's just not up-to-par in this new century, ya know?
We'll also be going to see The DaVinci Code this weekend, as well as An American Haunting next week, and, of course, X-Men III. We're still contemplating The Omen next month, and I'm having serious doubts about Superman now. We saw a preview last night, and Lois has a kid. Where the hell did that come from? I'll probably go see it anyway and then bitch about what crap it was after.

Baby Update

We got to hear the baby's heartbeat again during our doctor's visit yesterday. A steady 144, which is average. We also found out that they've been using the wrong cuff on my arm to take my blood pressure, making the results come out much higher than they actually are. My blood pressure is not borderline high; it's actually in the low normal range. Go figure.

The next visit is gonna be the big one... the ultrasound. If baby cooperates, we may get to find out the sex on this visit. So come back in 5 weeks if you want to know.

When I grow up...

I wanted to be a teacher. I knew that by age 5. All through elementary school I hoped that I would one day have a similar impact on my students as my teachers had on me. No really--I honestly thought that at age 10. I was very mature for a preadolescent. I thought I was anyway.

As I ended junior high, I was veering away from teaching and seriously thinking about becoming an architect. My drafting teacher told me I had a knack for it, and I should consider it as a career. Well, no one had ever encouraged me to that extent before. So freshman year of high school, I started with an art class, thinking about taking more drafting courses when my schedule opened up a bit.

By sophomore year, I gave up on architecture because Clune made me absolutely hate drawing. How sad is that? A teacher made me hate to be creative.

So I went back to the teaching thing, even when I took one of those tests that tell you what field you'd be good in. I was a shoe-in to be an accountant, but how lame and boring is that? I wasn't going to be any crappy accountant!

So I started college, not at the university of my choice (which was Northwestern; I ended up sticking around CT because both of my parents were having health problems). I was taking courses towards a BS in English with certification in Secondary Education.

I went to college part time for the next 6 years or so, only managing to rack up 57 credits. And I also decided that I didn't want to be a teacher. After talking with a friend's father, who was a history teacher at a middle school, I realized that kids today are way too fucked up for me to deal with.

I should have been an accountant. Do you have any idea how much CPAs make?