chocolate and cookies and chai, oh my!
Last night after work I walked directly to Pacific Place to see the 4:45 showing of Fighting with My Family, and I found it . . . honestly kind of delightful. With a respectable MetaScore of 68, I knew that the movie could go either way as to whether I would particularly like it -- I was glad to find it to be as good as it was. This feels like the kind of movie people in my family would not be surprised to hear I hated, but I would expect them to love. As it happens, as soon as it is available on a streaming platform like Netflix, I will be telling them to be sure and watch it. I found it to have a surprisingly sweet sincerity to it.
I opted to take a bus home from there, as it was starting to sprinkle and I did not have my umbrella. Shobhit had made lentils and rice, which I ate while writing the review. At Shobhit's request, I made us chai after I was done, which we drank while dunking Oreo Cookies into it as we watched the final three episodes of season four of Cheers. We'll have to move on to season five after he gets back from India on March 25.
This is maybe not fair to Shobhit, whose over-eating is confined to when we are at home since he does not work for a company in the food industry, but this is a big part of my problem with controlling my own weight. I have far too easy access to far too much grazing at work as it is, and Shobhit keeps insisting on taking advantage of QFC's weekend digital deals, like five boxes of Cheez-It crackers for two bucks each; or roughly the same deal for packets of Oreo Cookies. Having all that shit at home is bad news for me, and it's especially difficult to refrain from partaking when Shobhit is constantly breaking it out of the cupboards.
It wouldn't be so bad if I was just having a few bites of chocolate at work every day. But I have that, and several Oreo cookies at home, combined with chai. I should find some way to put my foot down and limit myself to only one of these things in a given day. I'm honestly hoping I can establish a new habit on this front while Shobhit is in India, and perhaps have the habit going long enough once he gets back that it's harder to break. Two years ago I was enjoying a weight that hovered around 140-145 lbs; for that long now I have struggled to keep from getting more than 10-15 lbs above that. I don't suppose it's a huge deal in the grand scheme of things, although I do have a practical angle: I don't particularly want to stop fitting in the clothes I have. And I do have some shirts now that fit far better when I was down to 140 lbs and are somewhat uncomfortably snug now. I don't like it.
And yet, I sure do like chocolate and cookies and chai.
Well, Pakistan saying they'll release the Indian pilot they captured "as a peace gesture" seems promising. Let's hope it stays that way.
Massive tensions between Pakistan and India don't just make me nervous in a local context because Shobhit is about to travel home. Any massive clash between those two countries, which both possess nuclear weapons, has global implications. Under normal circumstances the idea of the U.S. intervening in any effort to keep the peace would be some level of comfort, but not with President Fuckwit in office. This is the very kind of shit that was the reason it was so stupid to vote for that moron in the first place. My hope at the moment is that Pakistan and India work through their shit without the U.S. having to get involved at all.
I just went on a bit of a stream-of-consciousness jag in my own mind, contemplating the kind of breakdown of civilization that would happen in those two countries if they nuked each other, and by some miracle the nuclear bombs remained localized in their countries. (The drifting radiation could never be, and probably there would be some adverse effect worldwide.) Like, what if it was as simple as India suddenly being left without any government leadership? That country alone has over 1.3 billion people in it.
So then I began to contemplate the population itself, even without existential threats from a hostile neighbor. That's so many fucking people . . . how do they keep order as it is, I find myself wondering? I bet a lot of the area is chaos, just by default day to day. I already know a huge portion of their population lives in squalor the likes of which even America's poorest can't imagine.
[posted 12:29 pm]