I watched the first screening of Indiana Jones.  Is it a good sign when somebody in the audience snored so loudly during most of the film? 

Did I enjoy it?  It was ok.  Typical Hollywood fare.  I enjoyed the cup of Dairy Queen Blizzard.

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Why does George Lucas even bother?  Shouldn’t he just be happy rolling about in the cash he raked in all these years?  Thank goodness Steven Spielberg did not disappoint.

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Cate Blanchett.  I love you.  You are the only reason I woke up early today.  That image of the fire ant between your knees will be indelible.

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Hands down.  The best opening sequence in Indiana Jones filmography is Kate Capshaw singing Anything Goes in the Temple of Doom.

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David Cook won American Idol.  I’m still hoping there was a massive mistake and that Elliot Yamin is the real winner for that season.

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I didn’t watch the American Idol Finale.  I trusted my friends to text me their exultation of the win.  I watched The Tudors instead.  I can’t wait.  Only two more episodes left before the season ends.  English history in a soap opera format trumps talent shows in my sphere.

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Harrison Ford is as old as my father.  My father died nine years ago.  Will there be an Indiana Jones 5: Adventures in the Afterlife?

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Batman Now!  Batman Now!  Batman Now!  Batman Now!