The boys went upstairs to watch Zulu on the 60-inch home theater system, and britzkrieg and I stayed downstairs and watched Thelma and Louise on the smaller set. I've been wanting to see T&L for ages now, but Matthew has been less than enthusiastic about it. I'm so glad I finally saw it. Some truly beautiful cinematography in that movie.
Hobkin was a sweetie too. I think he's getting more laid back about the whole "people in his territory" thing. Thank goodness.
Woke up ridiculously early this morning, though. Stupid, whacked-out circadian rhythms.