Sunday, Sunday

There should be a low against pizza this tasty. Look at all that cheesy goodness! There is just no way that this stuff is in any way good for you.
Today, I'm going to D-town, and I plan on taking my camera, so maybe it'll be another of those Sunday photojournals I did a while ago. Should be a nice afternoon. Am also planning on watching The March of the Penguins. While they might be flightless, they are quick little buggers under water.
Friday evening, I went to see Broken Flowers, the new Bill Murray. I don't think I liked it all that much. It lost me within 20 minutes, as I didn't have the patience to really focus on it. Also, the movie just seemed to stop, and I was like "Wha??" If I had been paying better attention, it might have made better sense.
Overall, I would have been better served going to see something with a little bit more energy (paint drying, perhaps). Maybe at some point, I'll give it another go.