Pick-a-flick

The hubby and I drank the kool-aid and signed up for Netflix not that long ago.  We didn't join because of the commercialism behind it.  No, we joined because our local rental joint closed and it's much cheaper to rent movies via Netflix than to go to a movie once a week.  For about $10 a month we have unlimited access to movies and tv shows through our X-Box and we get a DVD in the mail every so many days, presuming we return the most recently received in a timely fashion.  Not too shabby. 

So while we're on the topic of Netflix, a friend and fellow blog reader asked me what the next five movies are in my DVD queue.  His were Sex in the City (Season 1, disc’s 1&2), Entourage, Mantle, Monty Python and the Holy Grail, and The Butterfly Effect.  Now before you get all judgmental, this friend has a wife who is a pretty big Sex in the City fan so I can only imagine how that ended up at the top of the list.  I'm not familiar with Entourage or Mantle, but I absolutely loved Butterfly Effect with Ashton Kutcher.  Monty Python was  silly.  If you haven't yet seen it, watch for coconuts and the phrase “I shall fart in your general direction.”  Yes, I just said "fart" on my blog.

Air Conditioning & Fandango

Let's talk turkey, shall we?  I have found that there is no happy medium for air conditioning in large industrial buildings.  Once the summer weather hits and that switch is flipped, it's 48 degrees Fahrenheit all the time.  It doesn't matter if today is only 62 out and rainy, that air conditioning unit is still going to town as if it were Africa hot out. Seriously, my fingernails have a blueish tint to them.  I know I shouldn't complain about being in air conditioning, but at least at home when I turn the a/c on there is a thermostat which adjusts for when it's cold and crappy out.