Along with at least 93% of the industrialized world, I'm quite glad it's Friday. No big plans, though Planet of the Apes is likely to make the docket at some point this weekend. I bet/hope it'll play at Cinerama, and I'm willing to wait until it does.
My heart is being warmed by the idyllic portrait of a man and his dog. Nothing fancy, just a dog outside the coffee shop that loves his master so much that he scratched at the glass door until he came out. The dog fairly vibrated with excitement and is now calm at the feet of his master. Oh, that I should love my Master so simply and purely!