So I watched the Village for the first time this weekend, and I must say, I totally had it figured out way before Mike (then again, he would have had a hard time figuring it out, watching it with his eyes half closed and all). I think ol' Night and I are cut from the same cloth (i.e., we are both visionary film geniuses. I just need to write him about my Ronald McDonald barber shop idea, and we'll have the next Sixth Sense on our hands). Speaking of Sixth Sense, I had that figured out way ahead of schedule, too.
In other news, I haven't been blogging a lot lately. This is because I have been spending a lot of time on my new memory foam. That's right. Mike surprised me on Valentine's Day with memory foam. So I've been doing pretty much everything in bed: eating, reading, grading papers, showering... And, because I am now getting restful sleep, I haven't had the usual inspiration that comes to me as I toss and turn until 2:00 am. For me, clever blogs = no sleep at night. So what will I do? I'll be back when something really hits me. In the mean time, I'm off to my memory foam to pay some bills.