Saturday Night – or, Lather Rinse Repeat of Friday Night
Home again, watching TV. Although tonight, it’s not a Humphrey Bogart classic, but an episode of Masters of Horror.
I have no idea how I agreed to watch an episode of Masters of Horror, given my tendency to avoid horror movies like a vampire avoids garlic (see what I did there?). But it wasn’t all that bad, and Michael Moriarty actually reminded me of my dad a few times, before the story got all creepy and horrific.
Hopefully something exciting will happen tomorrow, or at least I hope I can get out of the house for an excursion that does not include a grocery store or Target. At this rate, there will be very little exploring and that means it will be a long, boring month.
But for now – I’m off to get some sleep. After I find the nightlight.
