There is something to be said for habits, since under the right circumstances they become traditions. Thus it was that jamestrainor and I found ourselves at the Sprawl, consuming mass quantities of barbeque by way of celebrating his 21st birthday. I had suggested other eateries, but the location was right and we both love Famous Daves, so there you are. The original plan had been to have Melody & Scott join us, but she was depressed and he was tired, so that didn't happen. Whatever; James and I had a good time anyway. Lots of talking about games and comic books and weird stuff on the web, capped off by the 2230 show of Serenity, which (oddly enough) he hadn't seen yet. So we suffered through half an hour of bad music and worse on -screen "entertainment" before the trailers, some of which made us want to see the movies (Doom and Stay) and others convincing us that we should spend our hard-earned shekels on something else (Saw 2).
James liked Serenity a lot, and I managed to repress my urge to fanboy all over The Operative, who just rocks, so it was all very good. We had the theater to ourselves, which was a mixed blessing; on the one hand, it allowed us to bitch and moan loudly about the pre-movie "entertainment", but on the other it meant that the movie wasn't drawing very well. On the gripping hand, how many people normally catch the 10:30 weeknight show during the school year?
Refueled on the way home with gasoline and some doughnuts and collapsed into bed ~0130. Felt adequately rested this morning after sleeping in until 0700, though I skipped the stockings this morning - too tired to wash them out last night, and they really do need to be washed between uses.