Spring is sprung

It's Spring Break, which means I get a week or so without classes. Unfortunately, as I've been tasked to provide a dissertation proposal by the end of the semester, this doesn't really mean that I get much of a break - I still have to be in the library for much of the day. But hell, the weather's warming up, the snow has thawed, and summer is on its way. I'm in a pretty good mood right now.

That might have something to do with not having done any work for the last few days. I decided to goof off a bit and spend some time with Kate. She made good on a long-standing (actually, dating from my birthday last August) promise to take me to see Spamalot, so up we dressed for a night at the theatre.

It's not Tim Curry and David Hyde Pierce - they're long gone - but it's still very, very funny. In large part it's a stage version of the Holy Grail (which, geek that I am, I know almost verbatim), but it does have some very welcome new twists. And some contemporary stuff, too - apparently the Tall Knight of the Knights of Ni is, in fact, the father of Anna Nicole's baby. Makes as much sense as the rest of it, really. Oh, and while we're on the subject, if you really want to geek out...try this for a laugh.

We went to see The Last King of Scotland the following night, which I thought was rather well done. Forest Whitaker's performance was quite excellent (can see why he got the Oscar), though some of the more gruesome scenes apparently made Kate somewhat nauseous. Or it could just have been the result of sitting next to me for two hours - I have that effect on women sometimes.