Welcome to the '04. Haven't noticed any hovercrafts or bald guys with sunglasses on, but apparently this is the future. Y'know, the future where everyone has the broadband and the celestial jukebox and all that stuff we wrote about at the Webnoize five years ago. Riiiiight.
Getting ready to go back to work tomorrow after a nice five-day weekend. Didn't a heck of a lot except watch movies. We rented "White Oleander" and "Mulholland Drive" to watch on New Year's Eve, while we ate the lobsters we purchased. Unfortunately, Hannah decided she didn't want to go to sleep right away that night, so we ended up eating in shifts and only watched "White Oleander" that night. Not a bad flick. "Mulholland Drive" was classic David Lynch, in that it was very strange and very good. I recommend it to anyone who likes a good confusing movie. Not to mention the fact that Naomi Watts and Laura Harring have some seriously steamy love scenes together. I'm just sayin', is all.
Deb and I decided to join Netflix, the DVD rental club where you pay a monthly fee of $20 and they mail you three selections at a time. There's no late fees and unlimited rentals. Our first three, which we got a few days after joining, were "Waiting for Guffman" (which I've always wanted to see but never had--very funny, as I expected), "How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days" (a chick flick for Deb--fluffy entertainment), and "Dr. Strangelove," which I haven't seen in many moons. We have a growing number of friends who use Netflix and they all speak highly of it--props to my man Dr. Dube, who as with any number of cool ideas or products (TiVo, MP3 downloading, CD burning, digital video, the iPod) was talking this up years ago.
We went to the UNH-Yale hockey game as part of an alumni family night event Saturday, wondering how Hannah would deal--last year, she was too young to really know what was going on and we made until late in the third period. But now her bedtime is 7:30-8, so we weren't sure how long we'd be there. As it turned out, she didn't take a nap all day until we drove up to NH and as a result was verrrrrry cranky for the dinner part of the evening. It looked like we might have to head home before the game even started, but we decided to sit in the car for an hour and calm her down and that seemed to work. She had a blast at the game, until the end of the second period when she finally grabbed her coat and started saying "Hannah's car." So we left. They ended up losing to Yale, which is a pretty huge upset. Oh well.
Looks like we're in for an ice storm or something tomorrow morning. Hurray.