FLICKING INDY JONES

As an advanced Father's Day gift to me, my dearest wifi and son treat yours truly, jimg29, to a blockbuster movie। I reckon that it's been years since the three of us,together, last saw a movie on the big screen। Because mostly we just rent our entertainment via nearby video store. Just what can I say? I still can't speak, I lost my voice, it's still hoarse but I'll try my best!The movie was alright, still exciting, ho-hum at times. But to my son's assessment it was truly, and spectacularly cool. While dear wifi was just too glad to get out of the house, breath some fresh air and get to spend her money with clipped coupons. I on the other hand, with my discerning taste in entertaiment, am the one who actually phoo-pooed the movie that I chose to watch in the first place; and is acting like a spoiled rotten child with this nasty cold still plugging my respiratory. So dearest wifi stopped by a drugstore and brought me CEPACOL, what a relief that is. It's just a lozenges but actually do wonder to calm my (effing) throath. And now I can truly suspend my disbelief on this -su-per-flu-ous- Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skulls. Watching a documentary about the same subject is a much more thrilling ride.