I cleaned up on the football pool this week. For three of the games, I was the only person -- out of nine -- who picked the right team (San Diego, Kansas City, and Baltimore).

This is the sort of gripping news that will earn this blog a devoted fan base. I can just feel it.

I caught the movie Signs last night. Spoilers follow, so stop reading if you still plan on seeing it.

It held my attention, but it bothered me for a few reasons. One, the joylessness of the household where it was set made me not care about the characters so much. And two, it wasn't really science fiction. The aliens were just a plot device in fair-to-middling human interest story. I want grand scale on my alien invasions.