The Other Marvel
Today was a quiet end to a quiet week. I still had no real luck with my tablet project, and frustrations with Microsoft mounted. We had our usual call scheduled for the afternoon, so we left slightly early to get some Chinese for lunch, then came back for a meeting that was just long enough to confirm we no longer needed meetings. Then Joel came by in the afternoon and said everyone was cutting out an hour early.
I ended up staying a little past my usual time because I brought a little display shelf up to assemble for my office. I eventually wanted to rearrange, but at least this got it out of the house for now. As I was finishing up, Summer texted to say she really wanted pretzel crust pizza and beer for dinner, so she ordered that and we met her at Little Caesar’s to wait and let Muad’Dib out to run around a bit.
When we finally made it home, we ate the prettiest Little Caesar’s pizza I’d ever seen (though somehow the slicing was comically bad), and then settled down pretty quickly to watch a movie. Eaddie left for the art walk, and we skimmed through Netflix for a while before I picked Kraven the Hunter. By all counts, the reviews were correct. It was terrible. The writing was bad. The animation was bad. Everything was bad. It made a fine popcorn movie to watch while Summer wouldn’t quit talking.
After the movie, Summer went to bed and I finished up. Eaddie actually got in before midnight, and everyone was off to bed.
They have to be legitimately trying to do it this poorly, right?