So, what happens during the one time in the past, I don't know, two months that I manage to convince Scully to see a Movie -- let alone a scary movie -- with me? I fall asleep, snoring included.

It is not a boring movie -- Shutter Island -- and I'm anxious to see it; I'm just fatigued -- hence the paucity of posts -- I think.

That's too bad but I WILL see this movie!