Monday

June 26, 2000

"Give him enough rope and he'll hang you."

Uncle Bawley to Bick concerning Jett Rink and his brash oil business, Giant

nothing like your stuff

zen rocks

More unloading. I take a late start at work to help Dad stow important things at his soon-to-be house. We cart a giant fossil to the backyard. We stow the cannon ball safely, stuff like that. It's tiring as the lawn and drive slope up.

Work is oddly satisfying. Don't know why.

I grab a salad with everything at Whole Foods.

���

SuRu, Mom, Dad and I eat at Luby's. I don't particularly like what I get except for the macaroni and cheese. The green beans don't seem as good as usual. And what was I thinking getting Burgundy Beef Tips?

���

Dad and I unload the last of the things from the trailer. A bunch of rocks and fossils. I arrange them in our Zen garden. It's hot out and I'm much more weary than this morning.

���

Mom wants to see the end of 'Giant.' So FFP fishes out the Laser Disk and picks up the action on side 3. We finish watching it. I find myself drifting into hard sleep in front of the TV, newspaper dangling from my hand.

Some of the scenes in 'Giant' are classic. The hotel liquour vault. The rain storm. The babies at the end. The first time Jordy is put on a pony. Every time there is a party, people are making 'yee-howwww' sounds like herding cattle. I could watch it over and over. We have a laser disk with horrible sound. The only way to watch in the media room is to turn effects off (otherwise dialog is too mushy to hear) and then adjust the volume constantly. And not because it's about Texas. It's not the Texas I really ever knew.

The first time I saw 'Giant' was in a movie theater. In McKinney, Texas. It was 1956 and I was seven or eight. I thought it overly long.

���