I went dancing last night - which is not noteworthy, really, and I'm actually particularly pleased that a night of swing, cha-cha, cowboy 10 step, and (sigh) the Electric Slide is unremarkable. When I was dancing with a woman there, she insisted that I had lost weight. I checked the scale this morning, and I'm pretty sure she's wrong. Still, that was nice of her.
I saw "Dark Water". Jennifer Connelly is pretty to look at, but I'm weary of the "protagonist questions her own sanity" motif. Also odd was to walk out of a movie set entirely within a rainstorm into a sunny day in Seattle.