Pleasant Movies

Lazy night tonight. I broiled some steaks and watched Se7en while Liz read. I'd forgotten how gross parts of that movie are, but I'd also forgotten how director David Fincher can tell such a tight story. And the DVD transfer looked absolutely amazing on the big TV; because of the built-in line doublers, it was nearly indistinguishable from true high-def.

I wrote about 500 words on Crocodile Man this morning, and I'm hoping I can squeeze 500 more out before I go to bed. That would put me right around 3000 for Chapter 11, and only 17,000 away from my goal.