Thoughts, Randomness and Rambling

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

It's been a hard day's work and
I've been working like a dog
It's been a hard day's work,
I should be sleeping like a log.

1. The Beatles knew what they were singing.

Today, I worked at my job, at my parents' store. So I'm 'dog'-tired, but in a good way as I remarked on the comments box to Delaney and Mamma Rose. :) Nothing like a good hard day of labour to make you truly appreciate, enjoy and be thankful for Sunday, the day of rest.

2. I went to Mass today (well, no, yesterday), which I am very happy about. I have now attended Mass on the First Friday (in honor of the Sacred Heart of Jesus) and the First Saturday (in honor of the Immaculate Heart of Mary, especially as it is August, the month honoring Her Immaculate Heart). So I have eight more months for Our Lord's Heart, and four for Our Lady's Heart.

When I arrived at Mass, I was running late from said work, but thankfully my dad and I made it before Communion. We remained inside to pray quietly afterwards and then went home to my mom and siblings who hadn't managed to make it.

Yesterday (Friday), after Mass I was standing in the parking lot, talking to my friend from youth group, when a white fifteen-passenger van pulled up to the front doors, and seven or eight guys proceeded to step out standing upright, dressed in black pants and white jacket/tux jacket-thing-y. (Think Wedding Singer.)

The hilarious thing was they just stepped straight out like they were walking through a doorway. It was one of those things you hear described in books and see only in movies: You know, a little car pulls up and ten guys just step out, straightening their outfits.

Turns out there was a wedding, so that was the beginning of the wedding party. As we drove out of the parking lot, the bridesmaids had arrived, looking lovely in blue dresses, and I caught a glimpse of the bride, resplendent in white.

3. Went to Wal-Mart to take advantage of the tax-free day. Got two bags of flour so I can finally bake, and make bread. Yay! Gasped at the sight of Breaking Dawn (it's out!!!) and clutched at Eclipse to try and finish it...and was disappointed by Bella's 'demand', contrasting Edward's of marriage. Yuck. She needs to talk to a good priest. ;)

4. The computer hard drive is back! Which means I have Internet again! *hugs computer*

5. I have started a new blog, Operation Cupcake. Yes, Delaney. It is what you think it is. I am working on the first post which will hopefully be up soon.

6. I am hoping to go to the library tomorrow and check out the Importance of Being Earnest. I saw the film with Colin Firth and Reese Witherspoon first, then saw the first twenty minuets of another filmed production but didn't get to finish it! Pooh.

It's simply hilarious, but I had forgotten about it until yesterday, when I was at the library with no usable card. I grabbed a book called Scenes for a Actor or something along the lines. (Correction: The Book of Scenes for Acting Practice by Marshall Cassady.) The copy I have from the library is a wee bit (okay, a lot) more tattered and used, but that only gives it character.

The storyline is simple. Jack Worthing, a gentleman who lives in the country has invented a "younger brother" named Ernest, so that he may go to town and amuse himself. While in town he assumes Ernest's identity. His close friend, a young man by the name of Algernon Moncrieff, who lives in town is quite innocent of Ernest's real name. Algy's cousin, Gwendolen, is in love with 'Ernest' who loves her in return. Algy discovers his friend's real name and learnsJack has a young, pretty ward named Cecily. Having made up his mind to meet Cecily, he travels to the country unknown to Jack and introduces himself as Ernest. He and Cecily fall in love, but things are complicated as Gwendolen arrives. She and Cecily are surprised to learn they are both engaged to 'Ernest Worthing', and the plot thickens. :)

Jack: Good morning! (Alergnon, from the other room, strikes up the Wedding March. Jack looks perfectly furious, and goes to the door.) For goodness' sake don't play that ghastly tune, Agly! How idiotic you are!

(The music stops and Alergnon enters cheerily.)

Algernon: Didn't it go off all right, old boy? You don't mean to say Gwendolen has refused you? I know it is a way she has. She is always refusing people. I think it is most ill-natured of her.

Jack: Oh, Gwendolen is as right as a rivet. As far as she is concerned, we are engaged. Her mother is perfectly unbearable. Never met such a Gorgon. . . . I don't really know what a Gorgon is like, but I am quite sure that Lady Bracknell is one. In any case she is a monster, without being a myth, which is rather unfair. . . . I beg your pardon, Algy, I suppose I shouldn't talk about your own aunt in that way before you.

Algernon: My dear boy, I love hearing my relations abused. It is the only thing that makes me put up with them at all. Relations are simply a tedious pack of people, who haven't got the remotest knowledge of how to live, nor the smallest instinct of when to die.

Jack: Oh, that is nonsense!

Algernon: It isn't!

Jack: Well, I won't argue about the matter. You always want to argue about things.

Algernon: That is exactly what things were originally made for.

Jack: Upon my word if I thought that, I'd shoot myself....(a pause.) You don't think there's any chance of Gwendolen becoming like her mother in about a hundred and fifty years, do you, Algy?
Algernon: All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That's his.

Jack: Is that clever?

Algernon: It's perfectly phrased! and quite as true as any observation in civilized life should be.

Jack: I am sick to death of cleverness. Everybody is clever now-a-days. You can't go anywhere without meeting clever people. The thing has become a absolute public niusance. I wish to goodness we had a few fools left.

Algernon: We have.

Jack: I should extremely like to meet them. What do they talk about?

Algernon: The fools? Oh! about the clever people, of course.

Jack: What fools!

Algernon: By the way, did you tell Gwendolen the truth about your being Ernest in town and Jack in the country?

Jack: (in a very patronising manner). My dear fellow, the truth isn't the sort of thing one tells to a nice, refined girl. What extraordinary ideas you have about the way to behave to a woman!

Algernon: The only way to behave to a woman is to make love to her if she is pretty, and someone else if she is plain.

Jack: Oh, that is nonsense.

Algernon: What about your brother? What about the profligate Ernest?

Jack: Oh, before the end of the week I shall have to get rid of him. I'll say he died in Paris of apoplexy. Lots of people die apoplexy, quite suddenly, don't they?

Algernon: Yes, but it's hereditary, my dear fellow. It's the sort of thing that runs in families. You had much better say a severe chill.

Jack:You are sure a severe chill isn't hereditary, or anything of that kind?

Algernon: Of course it isn't!

Jack: Very well, then. My poor brother Ernest is carried off suddenly in Paris, by a severe chill. That gets rid of him.

Algernon: But I thought you said that....Miss Cardew was a little too much interested in your poor brother Ernest? Won't she feel his loss a good deal?

Jack: Oh, that is all right. Cecily is not a silly, romantic girl, I am glad to say. She has got a capital appetite, goes for long walks, and pays no attention at all to her lessons.

Algernon: I would rather like to see Cecily.

Jack: I will take very good care you never do. She is excessively pretty, and she is only just eighteen.

Algernon: Have you told Gwendolen yet that you have a excessively pretty ward who is only just eighteen?

Jack: Oh! one doesn't blurt these things out to people. Cecily and Gwendolen are perfectly certain to be extremely good friends. I'll bet you anything you like that a half hour after they have met, they will be calling each other sister.

Algernon: Women only do that when they have called each other a lot of other things first. Now, my dear boy, if we want to get a good table at Willis's, we really must go and dress. Do you know it is nearly seven?

Jack: (irritably). Oh! it is always nearly seven.

Algernon: Well, I'm hungry.

Jack: I never knew you when you weren't....

Algernon: What shall we do after dinner? Go to a theatre?

Jack: Oh, no! I loathe listening.

Algernon: Well, let us go to the Club?

Jack: Oh, no! I hate talking.

Algernon: Well, we might trot round to the Empire at ten?

Jack: Oh, no! can't bear looking at things. It is so silly.

Algernon: Well, what shall we do?

Jack: Nothing!

Algernon: It is awfully hard work doing nothing. However, I don't mind hard work where there is no definite object of any kind.

A scene from The Importance of Being Earnest - 1952

In this scene, Gwendolen arrives with her mother, Algy's Aunt, Augusta. "Good heavens! Why are there no cucumber sandwiches?" Haha...I love that line; Algy too. ;) He has such a delightfully dry and witty humor!

I know the lighting and quality is very apologies. I tried unsuccessfully to find part one but this was the only long clip I could find of the 1952 version.

Aunt Augusta interrogating "Ernest" as a potential husband. Fun, fun, fun.

This post, I am sorry to say, was written on Saturday and Sunday. How very sad...


  1. I must be related to these people...I think this about my more distant relations. It's awful, I know, but I'm also praying intensely for their salvation...

  2. *snorts* My dear Edge, the idea... *giggles* Well, I wouldn't mind being related to Algy.

    Hm, I don't know if I HAVE distant relations. All my relations are either grandparents, aunts, uncles or cousins. Oh, except for my mom's cousin, and his step-son, who I think is my third cousin... ;)

    Ah, yes. I'm praying too, especially for a cousin who is only twenty-one/twenty-two and is going through a lot of stuff: drugs, girls, ect.

    It's hard, but it's nice to know when they die, they'll know about all your prayers, just as we, when we will die, will know the prayers murmured for us over the years... :)

    Hope that wasn't creepy or anything.

  3. WOAH!!!!!!!!!! An OPERATION CUPCAKE BLOG?????? Where did you get that idea??????

    I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My dear, I shall be a most devoted reader! BUT I have a request to make.... DON'T post on there UNTIL you post on the Fellowship blog.... Please!!!!

    And yes, one of my ears is slightly pointed. Not excessively mind you, but it does have a bit of a point!

    And more about me being a human with suspected mouse origins... (who said we descended from apes???) I took the What Redwall Animal Are You quiz... and you'll never guess what I am! ;) A mouse!

    Dinner time dearest. Eagerly awaiting your photo!

  4. The Importance of Being Earnest is great book. :) Hope you like it.

    The movie with Colin Firth is one of my favorites. :)

  5. Oh, Auntie, that's hilarious. :D (About you getting a mouse on the Redwall quiz.)

  6. okay, Bella is annoying. and the cupcake blog will be amazing. I can't wait to see your first post.

  7. I've never seen the 1952 version but absolutely LOVE the one with Colin Firth and Reese Witherspoon!!!

    God Bless,