The Aerie
We went to see a sneak-preview of "Zathura" last night - it was pretty good. And I don't say that just because it's an implied quid pro quo between Colombia Pictures, Air America Radio, and me, the guy who got $40 of movie tickets for free. It was exciting and fun and had parts you could see coming a mile away, and parts you couldn't, and it was all the better for it. I certainly liked it lots better than "Jumanji," which did absolutely nothing for me. And it didn't hurt that my two sons saw it with us, meaning they got hit with a moral sledgehammer labelled "Love thy brother as thyself." Those boys could use a little anti-bicker spray.
Nanowrimo continues unabated. Of course, these two weeks are gravy - the hard stuff comes next week when I start my new contract job at The One Who Is, and suddenly I'm trying to cram 1667 words a day in alongside an actualy job. You mean I have to work? It's, like, so unfahr, gawd!
Dearest Daughter was not in attendance for the film, which worked out since we only got four tickets. She was at dress rehearsal for her school play, which opens tonight. We're already planning to go on Saturday, but it sounds like we're also going to go tonight, just because.
My Number One Son is Supposedly on the lighting crew for this play, but he has spent an awfully suspicious number of afternoons home rather than working on the lights. And he wasn't required for the rehearsal. We had to push him to be involved in the theater, and there's only so much pushing you can do before you find yourself standing behind him, manipulating his limbs like a puppet. So we'll see - he doesn't have to participate in theater, as far as I'm concerned, but I want him to participate in SOMETHING. I don't want him coasting through high school without making some connections with someone or something.
Well, I've managed to procrastinate on my writing for long enough today - time to get to it!