Even when I was a little girl
Even then no one could tell me why
No one convinced me
Through the cathedral
The high windows spilling crimson light
Across the deceived ones
No evidence of grace in their eyes
The Story - The Gilded Cage

Took lots of pictures of the campfire that we had on Sunday night. I was hoping that I wouldn't melt my camera.

I don't know if it's just a boy thing, but Sam sure loves fire.

Future Boy Scout or budding arsonist?

The fire images remind me of a painting by Lee N. Smith III that I believe belongs to the Dallas Museum of Art. There are a group of boy scouts sitting around a campfire and the glow is illuminating their faces... I couldn't find an image of it online, but this one is kind of similar.

I watched a few movies this weekend:

I Heart Huckabees - very funny. Kind of weird and quirky. I thought Jason Schwartzman was great. Didn't realize that he was the kid in Rushmore until I saw something about it last night.

Junebug - kind of a quiet, nice little movie. Lots of great characters, but Ashley really stood out. She was great. One of the characters is a gallery owner who is courting an outsider artist to show in her gallery. The paintings were crazy weird, created by an artist named Ann Wood. I just came across the artist's website this morning through her link on whipup.net. Weird.

Proof - Gwyneth Paltrow and Anthony Hopkins. I thought it was really good - Gwyneth Paltrow was great. Emotional but not manipulative.

Last night I watched the 100 Funniest Movies of All Time on Bravo. I don't know what it is that I like about those "list" shows... The OCD person in me, maybe.

It was fun to see clips of the movies and hear people talk about them. I question their putting Dodgeball above Dr. Strangelove. And putting Police Academy on there at all. Please!