Another day of hanging with Andrew, having fun and trying our best to ignore the heavy reality of his diagnosis. We figured it would be fun to go see the King's Speech, which apparently some influential people decided was the best movie of the year. It did not suck, but come on folks -- the world is about to fall apart, fascism was on the rise and we're supposed to ignore all that and feel happy that the inbred bastard managed to get through a sentence? blah!