Seventh Heaven continues to be bad.
Lord of the Rings continues to be 3 hours long.
Poutine continues to be consumed at pubs with Chrissy.
All is right with the world.
Except, you know, Seventh Heaven. And war. War’s not right. And my laundry pile. That’s pretty wrong, too. Ah, heck, there’s plenty wrong with the world, but I just had a glass of red wine, so I really don’t give a damn.