No Snow Day for us

Yesterday every weather report cautioned us that snow would be falling in our area. Lucky me had insomnia last night, so I checked the window a lot --- no snow at 3am, no snow at 4:30am, no snow at 7am. It appears RTG did take a "snow day" legitimate or not, because he is thankfully not here.

I spent most of yesterday making earrings for my tiny company which still has no name. I've got 7 pairs so far. I need to get smaller pliers, too. My current pair has too big a nose for the type of work I'm doing. More "exciting" details as they develop.

Movie news:
Baby G and I caught Grizzly Man on the Discovery Channel the other night. Missy was right, it is hilarious! The scene where Timothy Treadwell (the bear lover) lovingly caresses the pile of steaming shit that just came out of a particular bear saying, "This was inside of her! Wow!" just freaked me out.

Here's the basic plot: apparently, for 13 summers he went to the Alaskan wilderness to "protect" the bears living in a national wildlife refuge. Of course, he taped himself in an effort to create a documentary, ultimately dying "on camera" (the lens cap was on but the sounds were recorded) when a bear ripped him and his girlfriend to pieces. I don't doubt Treadwell's good intentions, but he certainly comes across as koo-koo in this film.

This documentary has cheesy narration by director Werner Herzog and features all the people that knew Treadwell, all of whom overact in their interviews. Everyone seems to have the same bulgy-eye qualities as well, like they were all on speed or something. Truly bizarre. Sad and bizarre but definitely worth the rental.