So, I had my open MRI today. It wasn’t nearly as bad as the closed MRI last Thursday. That one had been like lying inside a very small torpedo tube while someone fired machine guns near my head, with the occasional electric shock flitting through my hands and legs. This one was like lying underneath a very low overhang while someone was using a jackhammer right above me. So still bad, but at least it wasn’t quit so claustrophobic. And no electric shocks. That was a good thing.
An even better thing is that the doctor has now looked at the MRI results for my brain, and saw nothing out of the ordinary there. So the problem is not being caused by an inoperable tumor. (Not that that was actually likely. I just panic easily.)
I’m most of the way through The Ahhiyawa Texts now, and coming up with all kinds of awesome stuff in reaction to it. I’ll share my thoughts on it on Friday. (Well, Wednesday is for quotes, and Thursday is the next part of the Theban cycle. (Yes, I’ve started boning up on it! Yay!)) Hopefully by that time my copy will have arrived from Amazon, but…yeah, probably not. I only ordered it today. (Should’ve ordered it yesterday, or on Sunday! Ugh, why don’t I think ahead? Now I may have to make two trips down to the campus library!)
We went back to see Avengers 2 yesterday. And there was, unfortunately, a new trailer in front of it. For a movie that will be crushed into the dust by Captain America 3. (I would try to do a comical word swap of the title, but all I can think of on that front is Superbat v. Manman, which–while mildly amusing–sounds more like a gay porn parody than anything else.) My brother and I were talking about that trailer on the way home, and particularly how utterly incompetent the trailer was. I mean, supposedly we’re supposed to think Batman is the one in the right, aren’t we? But the voice-over as he was preparing to don his suit very clearly implied that he was the one in the wrong. (The one actually in the wrong, of course, is the production team.)
Then we got to thinking about the movie’s title, and my brother asked why the heck the “v.” as if it was a court case. And I replied that “oh, you wouldn’t know it from the trailer, but it’s actually going to be a taut courtroom drama, as Batman sues Superman for gross incompetence!” And, after a moment’s thought, I followed it up with “and of course one of them gets Harvey Birdman, Attorney at Law, to represent him!”
We both agreed that would be a much more interesting movie.
Someone totally needs to make that movie.