Saturday Night Fever

My Saturday nights have reached a new low. Jamie's too; he fell asleep with Jordan at 8:30. Me, I watched Dinocroc, a Scy-Fy network original movie. Translate: silly, low budget, two-hour time suck. It's about a genetically mutated super croc. Of course, it eats people. I got interested in it because I caught the last five minutes of its sequel, Dinocroc vs Super Gator, which the TV guide gave zero stars, but gave 1 1/2 stars to the original. To my credit, I gave up after 45 minutes and crawled in bed to read a book. By myself. Because Jamie was still passed out with Jo. We like to get crazy around here on the weekends.