Stuck in Akron still, I spent most of yesterday afternoon in the dark. First I pulled the drapes and unplugged the phone and slept until 11:00 a.m., then I went to the movies and saw 28 Days Later and Charlie’s Angels: Full Throttle. That’s what I call a productive day.

28 Days Later was pretty damned good. I mean, sure, we’ve seen it before — they called it Night of the Living Dead and The Omega Man the first two times — but it was still pretty good. Sprinting, pissed-off, blood-puking zombies — what’s not to love?

Charlie’s Angels wasn’t too bad either, at least those parts I managed to stay awake for. That’s a recurring problem I have; “narcolepting out” in movies. It’s rare that I manage to stay awake from start to finish (which can be interpreted as another vote for 28 Days). Whatever, I was awake for parts of Charlie’s Angels and parts of it were okay. Parts of Cameron Diaz, Lucy Liu and (occasionally) Drew Barrymore clad in revealing, often wet, skimpy attire — what’s not to love?

Zombies, partial nudity, and a nap, all for only $4.50. Such a deal!