So Mojo recently rented the David Tennant Hamlet from Netflix (yes, Mojo is a Hamlet weenie who watches 'em all--even the laughably bad Gibson one) but she hasn't watched it yet. She is TOTALLY looking forward to it, since Patrick Stewart plays Claudius, as he did in my all-time favorite Hamlet, the Derek Jacobi one.
I bought the entire series of the original Star Trek and then Star Trek TNG, which I happen to like much better than the original, for the library. Indeed, the original ST is rife with a sort of Sixties sensibility for all of its futuristic racial and gender equality; the first season had poor Yeoman Rand, a blond bombshell whose sole purpose in life seems to be getting leered at and slapped on the butt by male members of the crew. And the whole Kirk vs Picard thing, I have always rooted for Picard.
The snow is over. It's up to the undercarriage of the car, so I'm guessing about a foot.
Half the tiramisu is gone. So I guess the going rate is a pound a foot. I still like tiramisu this morning, but perhaps not quite as much.
The local news preempted the Ellen DeGeneres Show yesterday afternoon for a special hour-long "team coverage" thing in which they sent all their reporters out into the field to report stuff like "Wow! It's SNOWING!" "Yeah, and it's snowing over HERE, too!"