Sunday Sunday Sunday

Slow, non-productive Sunday.

We went to see the new James Bond movie last night. We initially intended to see the 8:00 showing but it was sold out; we then got tickets for the 9:40 so we didn't get home until midnight and hence not to sleep until 1-ish. I'm still just dragging all day because Tug got me up at the usual time and this is two days in a row for me of this. Oy. The theater was packed with Twilight audiences.

The movie, I thought, was pretty good. It wasn't on the same plot level as Casino Royale but this was, essentially, a different type of movie. Casino was very plot/story driven; this one was rather linear and revenge driven. I had heard complaints about it but I don't really give them much credence. I like this James Bond; I liked the movie; I'll buy the DVD when it's available.

Tomorrow, I have the interview and I need to work on the Project some more and try to do some cleaning of the house in case relatives insist on coming over during the next few days of the holiday.

I'll be taking Tug for a walk soon; I don't know if Steve will accompany us or not. The Cowboys look to be the winners of their game; this is a good thing. I will probably do a load or two of clothes laundry in a bit. I don't really have anything else going; I may watch another MI-5 episode later as nothing is on tv that interests me as far as I can see.

I told ya: just a lazy Sunday.

Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster