Feels like it happens to me a lot, eh? I CONCUR.
On Saturday Dad and I went out to Jack Astor’s at Sherway for lunch — we had the steak fajitas — and the Dairy Queen on Dundas for dessert. Then we were both sick very soon after. It was a lousy way to pass a weekend, lemme tell ya. On the plus side, we watched a whole bunch of movies! A lot of them, really, even for us.
The ‘Burbs – It was pretty weird, but at least Tom Hanks is fun to watch in anything.
MIB – holds up well
MIB II – has only a handful of good scenes
MIB3 – absolutely worth seeing if you liked anything about the previous installments :)
Iron Man 2 – I liked it more than I thought I would as I was warned that it sucked. It did not.
Captain America: The First Avenger – same as above. I enjoyed it all the way through, though it certainly could have been shorter!
And a few more that I don’t remember much of right now. I also don’t want to see steak or ice cream for a while, either. Ugh. I’m really glad I chose to sleep in on Saturday — knowing that I was unlikely to be woken up by the evil early morning lawnmowing people — instead of watching Monaco qualifying action live, because I really needed that sleep thanks to what was to come. And, although I didn’t live tweet this race, I did get up at 7:30 to watch my man, Mark Webber, lead from lights to flag for his first win of the year ^_^
“First, Moncao. Then, THE WORLD. MWA HA HA….”
Yes, this wasn’t like the Indy 500 with lead changes every few laps, but it’s Monaco! What did people honestly expect? Qualifying well in Monte Carlo has been of paramount importance since the dawn of recorded history, and that’s not going to change. Ever. DRS wasn’t even a pretend threat, either. It was, as usual, all about surviving the first turn and not making any mistakes. Webber made no mistakes. Nico made no mistakes. First two on the grid were the first two across the line. Maybe I would have complained about the race being boring if it was someone other than Webber leading the pack, but I don’t think I would. Monaco is one of those weird races. I prefer the excitement of Spa and Suzuka every day of the week, but there’s just that special something about this crazy narrow street race among billions of dollars of people and stuff that makes me care and watch. Catalunya and Valencia? I’d be happy to never ever see them again. But I’d be really sad if they took Monaco off the calendar, even if I couldn’t quite articulate why.