In Madison. Last night went out to dinner with my dad and my stepmom and his golfing buddies to a steakhouse in a tiny little enclave of buildings on the northern outskirts of Milton, a very small town which is itself a bit north of Janesville, a small town halfway to Illinois from Madison. A very Midwestern experience. This sort of thing gives me practice enjoying myself despite being one of the few sober people in a crowd of voluble drunk people, which I genuinely appreciate. Also practice being social amongst people who I cannot talk with much about anything I am expert in; which practice is equally healthy for me. Since it was Friday, I had some fried fish, and it was very tasty.
Passively watched The Tin Soldier because other people in the house were watching it on TV. It is just about the worst. A new-to-town middle school kid, who is being raised by his emotionally detached single mom (played by early-80s War Games dream-girl Ally Sheedy) is hassled by local gangs, and is helped by a magical toy soldier (played by evil mastermind Jonas Hodges) who comes to life and speaks his dripping platitudes in an obnoxious pseudo-Scottish accent. I guess at least the moral (don't join gangs, kids) is not a terrible one, but the pacing, acting, plot, dialogue... ugh. (2/10)