The lovely Mrs. Robb has made plans to take me to see The Desolation of Smaug [1] this afternoon. Since it seems that pretty much everybody in the world except me has seen it at this point (including Eldest Daughter and Middle Daughter), I anticipate having the theater all to ourselves this afternoon.
That is how it works, right?
Friends have related that it is, indeed, a spectacle worth viewing. I have received assurances from certain sources that the dwarves' beards are particularly finely rendered...
... though it looks like Gandalf may need a little more work.
[1] Being a purist, she refuses to refer to the latest Peter Jackson fantasy movie trilogy as "The Hobbit" and instead prefers to call it "that Middle-Earth movie". She still enjoys it, mind you - she just doesn't think that it's "The Hobbit".
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