A delicious little movie

Just saw Waitress, starring Keri Russell. It's funny and quirky and moving and touching and very original. If it's playing near you, get over to see it … fast, before the Pirates and Danny Ocean's con men and the knocked-up Grey's girl take over all the summer screens.

Keri Russell is completely charming. Best of all, Andy Griffith is in it. Not a cameo, a real part. It's lovely to see him again, even if he says things about one of his wives that Andy Taylor would never say about Helen Crump.

My movie-going experience was tinged with sadness, though. Adrienne Shelly wrote, directed and costars in this adorable little movie. (That's her in the glasses.) Unfortunately she isn't here to see it be well reviewed and appreciated by audiences. Her pointless murder last November was dramatic enough, and tragic enough, that it touched me, captured the attention of New Yorker's and already inspired an episode of Law & Order.

".... But then again, too few to mention"

I responded to a meme last week and one of the questions has really stayed with me:

"Name 3 minor regrets in life."

The three I listed were three of the biggest heartbreaks of my life. I don't have minor regrets. I try not to regret anything. I think it's a wasted emotion. If you make a mistake, you should try to learn from it and move on. In that way, I guess, I am like Frank. (Though I read somewhere that he really didn't like "My Way" very much.)

Isn't that an interesting thing about blogging? As you communicate with others, you end up learning about yourself.