The Day After Tomorrow

Friday’s in my business are either calm or chaotic, never in-between. Today was both calm and chaotic, but in small bursts only, so even though I was in the office until 4:30, when I was scheduled to leave at 1:00, it wasn’t a bad day.

I nearly came to blows with an underwriter, but finally just ended the call to keep from reaching through the phone and throttling her. Strangely, she must have sensed her reprieve, because not five minutes later, she faxed over a clean approval.

I took a nap after dinner, because we had tickets to the 10:25 PM showing of The Day After Tomorrow, and I have a nasty habit of falling asleep in movies if I get bored. The nap was helpful, but I was never bored with this film – weather and natural disasters are always so compelling for me, and this had both.

The effects were awesome, the story, frighteningly plausible, and while I don’t wish to spoil anything, it must be said that I was relieved that there were no ID-4-ish plot-holes like interfacing a Mac with an alien spaceship.

I was disappointed, only, in that the rain from this morning was gone by late afternoon, because it would have made the evening perfect if I’d been able to step from the theater into cold rainy weather. (I’ve said before that I’m always slightly disoriented after weather movies, when I step outside and the weather doesn’t “match”)

Also, the popcorn didn’t have enough butter (well, okay, it’s not butter, but we call it butter so we don’t have to think about what it really is.)

I’m not a fan of animation, really, but I liked the first Shrek enough to actually consider seeing the second this weekend.

But right now, it’s almost two-thirty in the morning, and my eyes are becoming gluey.

Bed calls.

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  1. *giggles*

    Kerroan and I won free tickets for tonight, so we went in to see The Day After Tomorrow. It was a bit disconserting, because I grew up in an area where you’re taught how to survive in all of those conditions—though not at that extreme, of course. ^^ I was impressed with it.

    The only problem with it was that the theater room was hot enough to double as a sauna. We were melted by the time New York was a block of ice.

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