Good Night, and Good Luck
Tonight we went and saw Good Night and Good Luck. Zack hated it. I liked it. Dad was iffy. I think it was interesting and am perticulary interested in the whole time period. Pre post and during WWII is very interesting to me. However, no one who writes about seems to be. Afterwerd we went to barnes and noble, and got some books (have you ever noticed that when your going in you never intend to get as many books as you leave with?) I felt bad as zack looked through racks and said things like "Oh i heard about this" and such. He always reminds me how smart i am, but intelligence is only a cup, what matters is how you fill it. It sometimes feels like he holds down the button for longer and it shows. I mean i'm used to it at waterloo but not in bookstores. I always do feel smart while I look at the Mathmatics section because thats what that section does to you. You either feel vastly inadequate or inteligent. Today was an inteligent day since i understood the titles of the book (God forbid however I ever read them. But if you ever need to kill a man in a bookstore, go to the mathmatics and science sections. Find a hardcover. More than one were thicker than my head, so it could do some damage).