Jen and I spent yesterday watching Christmas movies. It was fabulous. On the marquee:

"In America I'm Prince William. Without the weird family."

"You don't smell like Santa. You smell like beef and cheese."

"Argentina has great beef. Beef and Nazis."
Also, Julia threw a knife at me. I'm not talking tossed; I'm talking carnival freak knife thrower spinning through the air straight at my head. Awesome.