This weekend was so relaxing as to be kind of poisonous. By Sunday afternoon I had regressed to the larval stage.

But I did get some work done on my book, and put in some quality time with my crazy family, and did laundry, and got a wee bit o' exercise, so it wasn't a waste of time.

Last night we watched Catch Me If You Can, which was much better than I expected it to be.

The animated title sequence is the best I've seen since Enigma. The story is fascinatin' and emotionally resonant. And casting Walken and Leo as father and son was an inspired move--I really bought their kinship, and Walken's strangely bitter optimism.