a soundtrack of sirens

It's fucking freezing here. We're at 33° latitude and this morning the weatherman (pronounced "the internet") said it felt like 31°F. There's a frost advisory and a freeze watch.

Saw Where the Wild Things Are this morning at Phipps. I loved this movie. It's a Jungian fairytale. A beautiful, aesthetically homogeneous film, made by the same creative innocence it portrays.