I somehow found that Serenity* was playing on a channel I didn't know I had starting at 11:30 last night, so of course I had to stay up to watch it. It will forever remind me of chance1562, with whom I saw it as a pre-screening way back when. She was lovely enough to offer me an extra ticket. Sweet girl, very kind soul and it occurs to me the timing of this remembrance is quite near the day she left this earth, eleven years ago now. :(
Anyway, I was up till about 2:30, then was awoken an hour or so later by a tremendous crash of thunder (followed by a peal of bells as all of the cats scattered). I'm groggy. Self-inflicted, but still. And this icy rain we got overnight will melt quickly enough, but I have no desire to put on any other clothes than jammies. Long story of why the "eh whatever" photo short (too late), today's picture is courtesy of my neighbor, who has a bunch of tired propped against the side of her home. So creative! ;)
*Still loathe Whedon for killing Wash and Book.