They still haven't done watching Titanic. We saw Slumdog Millionaire today, but I want to digest it some more before I write about it, which I know I ought.

Our 2009 world. I know it's a mess right now, but somehow there is more hope around just now. Do we fall back on hope when all else is failing? I know that happens, but this new year is like a bud turning into a flower for me. And I guess I'm inspired by many others. Suddenly people on the train are darned friendly. I like to thank the streetcar drivers, and usually they stay mute. Maybe some of them are getting used to me, but just recently they almost all answer. "Have a good night", "Have a good week end". Well I think I will.

Oh Canada

I found this quote here.

"What is a journal as a rule? A document useful to the person who keeps it, dull to the contemporary who reads it, invaluable to the student, centuries afterwards, who treasures it!". - Dame Ellen Terry