Letters to Holly

Monday, October 6

Are You Not Entertained?

We got back home about 3 Sunday afternoon. The drive back was fine and included a quick stop for McDonald's and gasoline. Not together; that would be yucky. We four split a bottle of sparkling red wine, and the in-laws shuffled out to Asheville. Your Sis and I, bedraggled as can be, hit the grocery store and got Starbucks. A pub dinner followed, and she decreed she wanted to watch a DVD. She picked Glaidator, which she had never seen.

It was the subject of a simmering argument with my comic gang. They hailed it, and I shrugged it off as a popcorn movie. It remains so. The script is crap. Great actors and director. Joaquin Phoenix stole that movie outright. Poopy story. And it seems to borrow heavily from a major storyline in the WWF from the late '90s. Just sayin'.

Your Sis is staying home from work today with continued exhaustion, and I have a sore throat. The babies may have infected us ...

Picture of the Day
But, as we all know, it's better to look good than to feel good.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

it could have been i who infected you. if the nose begins to run, might i suggest nasal lavage with a neti pot. look up neti pot on youtube for a demo. it should appeal to your "ewww gross" sense o' fun.

Gregory said...

I'll go Calvin on it. Thanks for the heads up.

Brooke was sniffling Sunday morning, and I blame the horse. CURSE YOU, HORSEY!