Love Actually

Instead of nailing any of the items on my long to do list, or even acquiring a day planner to better schedule all the tasks on the list, this evening I watched Love Actually as lovingly provided me by Netflix.

I liked the movie very much and so felt compelled to immediately add it to my favorite movies on such fine services as the Facebook, Friendster, Orkut, and of course, MySpace.

Airports are stressful places. I got to chat with a friend today especially stressed by air travel and I shared my flight back from Milwaukee with a fellow passenger so stressed by travel that she'd prefer to take the train. These are not isolated cases -- airports are full of hurried and harried travelers rushing about, and while air travel is really quite safe, vicerally it remains an experience of riding a rocket. So I wonder if the movie's premise, that of observing love actually in evidence all around at airport reunions, would actually work. I could put this to the test by heading over to Sky Harbour airport sometime -- it used to be that you could meet arrivals right at the gates, but now that everyone congregates outside the security checkpoints, it shoudl be especially convenient to observe reunions. Might just make the list of things to do.

If I ever get a planner to put these things into.