So far, I'm two for two on red-eye flights with cats. Fortunately, this one did not result in needing to move away from a window seat, so I got slightly more sleep, I think. Not that it stopped me from crashing for a couple of hours once we got home. Mmm, bed!
After I roused myself a second time, Dad, sister C, and I went to see Beowulf.
We caught one of the 3-D showings, which was cool, but kind of made you focus more on the technology than on the story/script quality, which was...well, most of you read the poem in English class. I'd forgotten a large chunk of it, so the differences didn't bother me, and looking at Wikipedia's summary, they actually improved things by tying them together. Still, it wasn't as humanizing of epic heroes as I think they intended it to be, and the silliness of that made the first two-thirds hard to really get into. I liked the characters better when they were aged up; the queen was far less irritating, for one.
*shrugs* It was enjoyable, but probably wouldn't have been had I not been with my favorite partners in snark.
Now, the people in the house are munching on appetizers and watching Miracle on 34th St., and the cats have colonized my bed. The national bird is in the oven!