Just when I thought I'd send them to Toronto for the film festival, to watch German movies and Sci-Fi shockers, something else intrudes. Mainly, "Bowling for Columbine" which blew me away. So I wanted to make them watch it, which meant Future-Fic, and Future-Fic inevitably led to the question of whether or not they would be watching *that* movie with their kids. Which turned into movie night with Lizzy, who, I might add, is my new favorite teenager. This is what you get when your mind takes a (unexpected) left turn.
( Movie Night, 1084 words )