What the hell is this? Christmas porn??

Christmas kiddie porn actually. This is in the window of a clothing store a few blocks from me.

Yesterday I took the day off and went to the movies and saw Enchanted. I’m sorry to report that I didn’t love it. I liked it! It was cute, and I laughed a bunch of times, but I wasn’t enchanted alas. Sorry. I think it’s still worth going if you’re in the mood, it’s definitely good. Just not great.

I was going to see I Am Legend right after, to make up for the disappointment, but I’m supposed to see that with Howard and he, rightly, would prefer to go during the week. When all the rest of you are at work. So we can have that “nyah-nyah, nyah-nyah-nyah, this is our payback for zero job security and no insurance, we can go to the movies in the middle of the afternoon if we want” moment. (Sob.)

Today it’s back to work on the book. I’m trying not to despair over that fact that this person who had agreed to talk to me hasn’t returned my calls. I am still hoping against hope that he hasn’t changed his mind. Maybe I should try writing him? It’s someone who experienced a rather dramatic poltergeist when he was 9 years old and in the foster care system. He’s now 40, and I tracked him down, and he agreed to talk to me, but no go so far. I was going to end my book with his story, regardless of what it turned out to be. Sigh sigh sigh.