So my dad is yammering away with my brother after my mom and I had our time with him, and my mom's getting antsy and irritable by the second. Someday she's gonna snap and I'll be the one holding her down, prying the longest knife from her fierce grip, but dad will be too clueless to understand what had transpired. I don't know if it's her Department Manager job at Wal-Mart that's stressing her out or leaving jobs she was happy with in the past because dad wanted us all to move to a different province, where she'd have to start at entry-level of a different job. There's been no resentment lashed out at my brothers and I, so dad gets to be the scapegoat. I've only been to a few movies with my parents since coming back here, and everytime, my dad falls asleep, snoring for all to hear. I sighed several times at the movie and shifted many times in my seat out of boredom. The only thing I liked was the trees coming to life and saving those two guys that looked like brothers: I almost thought they were twins. I'd have preferred to see, "Phone Booth", eventhough I'm hearing that that isn't the movie it was hyped up to be. At least I've got "The Matrix: Reloaded" and "The Matrix: Revolution" to look forward to. I was pondering on popping the first Matrix movie into my VCR, when I turned to the "Teletoon" channel, catching "Ren & Stimpy". I sat there in delight like a 10 year old. I was even more delighted when a variation of 2 favorites came on: The Dabba Don, a hybrid of The Flintstones and The Sopranos, where Fred is Tony Soprano. It had hints of The Godfather when some unfamiliar-to-me superhero was in bed, throws off his blanket and sees the head of Quickdraw MacGraw at the end. I'm marking this one in my scheduler for next time.

Last night, I had one of those dreams where if you leave the TV or radio on, it's incorporated into your subconscious: It had Ben Affleck talking about "Daredevil", but I was off to the side, destracted with a sex toy. I got bored with it and put it away: no need to analyse this dream, eh?