It was exactly as bad as it looks from the previews.
Which means we had an excellent time.
Still not sure if it was better or worse than "Deep Core", the Bad Saturday Night Movie On SciFi (tm). Let's call them *different* kinds of bad.
My sports fanaticism got trampled upon today, because my Sox *and* my Maple Leafs lost... but that's all okay because Bee told me that Trot Nixon is going to play in Pawtucket for a few weeks when he recovers!!!! THAT IS RIGHT DOWN THE ROAD FROM ME!! My Red Sox boyfriend will be *right here!*
And I was reminded of something important as we tooled about Seekonk in Bee's sexy sexy car named Fenway taking wrong exits and laughing hysterically through bad bad movies and discussing whether Johnny Damon's mullet should be, in fact, an independent entity on the Red Sox fielding roster. I like myself best when I'm with saidshe.
Congratulations, baby!! One small step for Girl!, one giant leap in kicking Brown's ass once and for all.
-- Little Red, who really *can't* be a Secret Agent of an imaginary Central Intelligence organization without a partner in espionage.