Jeni had to work the closing shift tonight, which meant that i was able to say unto Huxley "verily, go unto Blue Ridge with me and see a bad action movie, please?" so we did, and went and saw Walking Tall. yes, it was mostly a vehicle for The Rock to look pretty (and oh, so pretty, is he) but it actually had a plot, and it was a lot less fluffy than we expected. it was a worthy use of an hour and a half.

Huxley's off eating lunch with Jeni at work. i'm making tea and staring at the pile of laundry, wondering what it would take to make it do itself...