Maybe I should have taken a walk rather than plopping in front of the television and watching Sign of the Cross with Claudette Colbert and Charles Laughton? What a crazy movie! I couldn’t get over the arena scene– elephants stomping on people and picking them up in their mouths, cave women skewering dwarves and then holding them up, shishkabobed on their sabers. And the horrible horrible end where I suppose the Christians prevail— meaning they walk out to their deaths– getting eaten by lions. There was also a silly lebanese dance and that’s the reason the movie was shown on TMC last night. Every Monday and Wednesday through June, TMC is showing movies that feature a subtle or not so subtle reference to homosexuality (not that there’s anything wrong with that.) I think it was the dance as well as the presence of Charles “Nero” Laughton’s catamite that made them choose Sign of the Cross.

At any rate, I am tired beyond tired. I’ve got to get more active. This falling right into bed after work and not moving is just not healthy. I had been doing it through the winter and thought once summer arrived I’d change my ways. I haven’t and I must.