Wall-E

I got home from yoga in time for Alma to tell me that some of the gang were coming over to watch Wall-E.  I showered and went downstairs.  The crowd was Lenin and Alma, Karla and Chapo, Mayrita and me (at least we have each other, right?).

A pizza was delivered, and we went back and forth debating whether to watch in English or Spanish.  Then whether with or without subtitles.

The joke came thirty minutes later when there still had been no words spoken.  The movie was lacking in my book.  I like a good animated movie that is appropriate for adults, too.  This one seemed S-L-O-W.  At 11:30, it was barely halfway over and I couldn't keep my eyes open, so I excused myself and went to bed!