I am going to bed. Soon. It has been a long day, a long week. However, today did have a bright spot: a new disaster movie.

It was nearly 3 hours long and starred Randy Quaid, Diane Weist, Nancy McKeon, Thomas Gibson, Brian Dennehy, and a slew of other actors you would recognize at once but could not recall their names. It was nearly 3 hours of really, really cheesy drama leading up a category 6 storm created by a collision between a category 5 hurricane and a category 5 tornado storm. After about two hours, Dad and I were betting each other on the next person to die or the next vehicle that would crash. At one point in the movie, the good-guy-turned-bad-guy-turned-remorseful-trying-to-help-guy was electrocuted by four lightening arcs at once. Of course, in the midst of the greatest danger the pregnant lady started labor.

We have one more to watch. It is about an ice storm in Miami. I would guess that it is a take-off on the rather splendid The Day After Tomorrow. I'm figuring the cheese factor on this one will be off the charts.

Anyone want to join me?