A morning appointment gave RQ and I the opportunity to catch a matinee of The Four Feathers. Kapur knows his stuff, really, the movie is attractive to watch on all levels. The acting is good, everyone is properly British (even Wes Bentley!) and the whole thing is rather enjoyable. And man, those uniforms, I can't get enough of those.
Today was a Christmas *and* Kwanzaa of eBay deliveries. I rule.
And now, a metaphor for The Perfect Storm. It seems like so much more, but really, it's just a pile of water. Not that impressive at all in the long run.
Oh, and that morning appointment. Second sonogram confirms, definitively a girl.