A mobile post... from my bed.

I haven't said a word, and most likely won't, but that doesn't mean I'm not thinking about it...

I watched The Goonies today with my girls, a first time experience for them both, and one I hadn't had the pleasure of in (I'm going to guess) over a decade. My eldest daughter was feeling ill and wound up falling asleep before the end, but expressed that she wanted to try watching again soon. My youngest had been upset, claiming that she didn't want to watch a movie, much less the one that was starting, but by the end she was leaned forward, literally on the edge of her seat and asking to watch again.

This evening, in an effort to determine whether my recollection of M. Night Shyamalan's talent was accurate, I watched Unbreakable. It was every bit as good as I remembered, if not more so. I will be likely watching Signs again soon as well, just to be sure.

Overall, I consider it a decent enough Father's Day.

However, I'm done for now. (these tiny keys are killers)