All my life I never noticed that, when February has 28 days (non-leap years), the dates in March line up exactly with the dates in February. It took writing this TV Tuesday post for March 24 and realizing last month’s edition was also on the 24th to notice it.

Seventy revolutions around the local star, yet I can still find new things lurking in what is by now a vast pile of ordinary. It’s a double-dip pleasure: firstly, the delight of the new thing; secondly, the delight of still being delighted by delightful things (and wordy whimsy).

More to the point, I’ve been delighted by some things I’ve been watching lately, including actually going to the movies this past Sunday.

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