You Can't Swim in an Ice Age

We were supposed to go see Ice Age 7:Dawn of Tony Orlando or some such nonsense.  I was then going to post about it here for your reading enjoyment.

Enjoyment is such a strong word.

However, I'm fairly confident that I can review the movie for you anyway.

<dream sequence>The intro will feature that saber-toothed squirrel and the object of his affection, which in this case is played by an acorn.  Hilarity will ensue.

Enter the three stooges and their respective love interests.  Big butt jokes.  Jokes about the lisping kid.  There's a mix-up or some sort of altercation that leads to Will Ferrell riding a mammoth down the rabbit hole to a place that TIME FORGOT.

Dinosaurs.  Boogers.  Farts.  Laughs by adults: 6.  Laughs by kids: lots.  3-D.  Life lessons.  One of my kids will have to use the bathroom.  Meaning of friendship.  Other kid has to use the bathroom.  Farts. Will Ferrell likes his baby Jesus to be a baby. Also, spider monkeys.  And scene.

Epilogue: Saber-toothed squirrel chases acorn.   Snatches defeat from the jaws of victory.  I have to go to the bathroom.

I'll give it both of my kids' thumbs up! I thought it was okay, but it's no Happy Aliens Hedge Season Chimps, that's for sure.</dream sequence>

So you may be wondering what we did instead of going to the movie.  Well, a funny thing happened on the way to the cinema and a lot of it had to do with it being across the street from this:

Tony Orlando's got nothing on bald eagles and sunshine. 

We'll see the movie tomorrow.

Maybe.