Out of the fast lane

It's nice every now and then to just stay home on a Saturday and Carol and I managed to do just that this weekend. Particularly true on a cloudy November day. For quite sometime Carol has been wanting to rearrange the living room including swapping some furniture from the attic and other parts of the house in and out of the living room. So we moved stuff, rehung stuff, setup a new cable TV outlet, cleaned out nooks and crannies. The final result is pretty nice, dogs don't know where they are though.

Most every week we watch a movie on Saturday night. This weekend's rental was "The Station Agent". A guy at work mentioned it to me, a low key, character study type flick. Here's the Netflix description - When his only friend dies, a young dwarf named Finbar McBride (Peter Dinklage) relocates to an abandoned train station in rural New Jersey, intent on living the life of a hermit. But his solitude is soon interrupted by his colorful neighbors, which include a struggling artist (Patricia Clarkson) coping with the recent death of her young son and a talkative Cuban hot dog vendor (Bobby Cannavale). - as you watch the first half of the movie you might wonder why anyone would bother filming this story but things progress where the characters find a comfort zone with each other while coming to terms with the factors that affect them from other aspects of their lives. Some quirky/odd things that go on, nothing fancy but we liked it. Actually the movie dovetailed well with the rest of our day.