Aug 13, 2005

War of the Worlds

I went to an early show of War of the Worlds this morning. Mostly to prevent myself from spending the day in front of my powerbook. It worked for two hours at least. (I also took Maggie on a three mile walk to tire her out.) I thought the movie was pretty good, albeit nerve wracking, but I kept wondering the whole time if I shut the door to our apartment on the way out. (Yes, it was shut—and locked.) So there was that.