Last Night in CBD
Yesterday I left work about 15 minutes early so I could walk to AMC at Pacific Place in time for the 4:45 pm showtime of the new Edgar Wright movie, Last Night In Soho, which was . . . basically, fine. Ultimately veers a bit further into horror territory than I am usually interested in, but whatever. It was entertaining enough but, as evidence by my review, I also had a lot of nitpicky complaints. There's a young woman in it named Thomasin McKenzie who I previously noticed in Leave No Trace and I can think of no other actor in their early twenties right now who I think has more talent, so I really want her to get better roles in better movies. Movies that are just "fine" aren't good enough for her.
Anyway, I got home around 7:30. I packed the last of the pasta I had made on Monday for lunches, the rest after Shobhit combined some of that with previous leftovers of lentils and rice. I partook of that pot for my dinner, which I ate while starting the early stages of my review writing process (finding a photo, other minor online research, etc). I must say I was very skeptical of a meal that slopped together a pasta dish with lentils and rice—Shobhit has a tendency to do wild experiments like that with food, with truly spotty success—and then found myself quite pleasantly surprised. It was genuinely tasty, and arguably even better than the pasta had been on its own.
Once I had posted the review I went and hung out with Shobhit in the living room for just a little while. I found myself feeling unusually tired by about 9:30. I was confused at first, and then remembered we went back to Standard Time on Sunday, which means that at that same time on Saturday, it had actually been 10:30. My body is clearly still acclimating.
I am fully on board with any movement to do away with changing the clocks twice a year. The problem I have is that any such movement advocates for making Daylight Saving Time permanent, rather than just staying on Standard Time. I would love for us to get days that end at 9:00 instead of 10:00 on the summer solstice in Seattle, although I know I am in the minority there. I think what many people, at least those in northern states (and especially northwestern states; outside of Alaska, Seattle is actually the northernmost major city in the U.S.), don't realize is that, if we make DST permanent, then on the winter solstice it won't be fully light out in the morning until, like, 9:30 a.m. That truly makes no sense to me.
Also, isn't noon supposed to be midday? Like, when the sun is highest in the sky? Granted, this also varies depending on how close you are to either the western or eastern side of your time zone, but still, nothing about DST has ever felt natural or right to me. But, I also love the pacific northwest winter darkness, which speaks to my soul.
[posted 12:37 pm]