First, the movie. Last year I let Sprout talk me into Blood Diamond (when I wanted to see Night At The Museum); this year I let
I Am Legend was horrible. Horrific violence followed by more horrific violence; I think I only saw twenty minutes of the film, total. The rest of the first hour was spent with my face buried in
Then on to dinner with
Unfortunately, about ten minutes ago and just a few blocks from home, a man came running at me when I was in my car, stopped at a red light. Maybe he wanted to carjack me or maybe he was just looking for money; either way, my instincts kicked into hyperdrive and I floored it, red light be damned. My heart is still pounding.
So that's my Christmas, all peppered with fear. I'm off to call Daryk and smoke a whole lot of weed.