It stopped raining, but I don’t feel like biking anymore. Going around on the verge of tears all day is pretty exhausting.
I watched the second half of Escape to Witch Mountain (1975) and all of Return from Witch Mountain (1978) on the Hallmark Channel today. Of the latter movie, I have but one question: why can’t they just drive cars like normal people? “Uncle Bene, I want to go see a movie.” “Okay, Tony, have the spaceship back by five.”
Of the former, I just want to say that every time I see Donald Pleasance, I think, “Hey, it’s Deranian!” (And not “Hey, it’s SEN 5241!”, as would theoretically be more characteristic of me. Hey, I saw Escape to Witch Mountain many many years before I ever saw THX 1138.)