As I was lying around the passed few days, I've decided that my wife is correct. I will watch anything.
I started off by watching THE FLIGHT OF THE PHOENIX. It wasn't bad. It wasn't interesting enough to be bad. It was as flavorless as the food that I've been eating. The one draw is to see Hugh Laurie speaking in his real (British) accent. Once Netflix sent my Battlestar Galactica disc, things improved.
However, there are certain movies that you have to make sure that you don't accidentally turn on as your surfin' through the detritus. Movies like The Poseidon Adventure and Miracle and even The Cutting Edge and in this category. Last night it was SHINE. This morning it was. . . . .Okay, it was SHINE again. That's when she drew the line. In my defense, I was trying to break away from watching Curling. What is that?? I was looking for Men's hockey. . ..which isn't on until tomorrow and the next thing I know, I've spent a half an hour watch Women's Curling. These girls must be killer in the bar at the Quates (sic) table.
Meanwhile, I haven't touched the piano since my lesson on Monday. Sad really!
For all you B4B Bloggers out there, al least we know why Kim hasn't shown up in 24 yet! She's over in Italy Curling for the Russians. Wasn't that the terrorists original objective? Coincidence?