Watched Duplex last night, funny movie, enjoyed it...that old lady is a hoot. Nice to be able to watch a movie again. We had this device that neither my wife nor I could figure how to work it. I think it was built to play movies, but maybe not...maybe it was designed for something else. Got rid of the old TV, too, big thick monster...we were waiting for it to pass on but like some of those big old Buicks on the road, wasn't happening. So we upgraded in January and we've figured out the remotes, have had a couple three training sessions, first this button, then this other button...getting back to TV can be just as tricky. Should have written the process down, you know, in case it is some time between sessions. Both of us have a touch of that Anderson's Disease, the one that makes you forget? The male lead in Duplex reminds me of this guy works the lumberyard in Hancock, same kinda spiked doo, bewildered look raised eyebrows, you know, say you're trying to describe you want one of those things that connects the sink? All the time trying to sound like you have an inkling of what's going on? Drew Barrymore must be what?...older...but she still looks like that little girl. That's all for now. Over and out.
