Just watched Quantum of Solace, and the whole time, all I could think about was Chapter Seven of my chemistry homework that I hadn’t completed the section on Quantum Physics, and now I need a nap. 

The movie, however, was just as good as you’d have expected it to be.

**A Sunday Edit**

On the way home from the movie last night, He called the new Bond film, and I quote, “Deep.”  I thought that to be a little bit of strange remark, but it was lost amid the grunting and the gun-talk that was happening between Zack and Michael, AKA The Cheese. 

So when Boo and I were at breakfast this morning (morning is relative, it was 11:45), I mentioned something about the movie again, and he reiterated his previous statement, saying the he found the movie to be “deep.”  I finally asked him what he meant by that, and he admitted that a lot of it was over his head because he hadn’t seen Casino Royale. 

“HADN’T WHAT?” I calmly replied.  Turns out, Boo had never before seen a Bond movie (and really, I just started with the Daniel Craig installments), and so he didn’t understand the bit about THE WHOLE THING.  Vespa, the necklace, old guy being a traitor, vengeance is mine, thus sayth the Lord, none of it made any sense to him. 

When we got home, I promptly pulled Casino Royale out of the DVD drawer, and made him watch it.  He wandered into the dining room, where I was hovering above 6 or 13 stacks of Chemistry related papers, with a dazed look on his face.  ”THAT WAS SWEET,” he declared, and followed with, “I get the bit about the necklace now.” 

Sweet satisfaction.  We can’t have my little brother going around describing James Bond as being “deep,” lest everyone become convinced that he is a fraud.