Tommy and I were supposed to explore the Tenderloin after work tonight as part of our Tuesday #coreyandtommydoearth adventure series, but it was raining pretty hard and I wanted to give my city's sketchiest neighborhood a fair shake, so we put it on hold until next week and ended up eating Chipotle and seeing St. Vincent with his friend Stefanie from grad school instead. The movie was pretty standard Hollywood fare, which means I loved it. Tommy wasn't expecting much (he's a pickier movie-goer than I), but I'm pretty sure I caught him wiping tears away as the credits rolled.
Anygay, that's enough of my wild and crazy life for one night. I'm gonna go to sleep. I can't do enough of that lately.