So, I am trying to get my gumption up to finish the housework I have left to do before my weekend guests arrive (and I am having little luck) and I am watching the movie Alive as my coffee slowly wears off. I remember being rather impressed by this movie when I saw it yeeeeaaaarrrrss ago. I'm watching it now and thinking, "Really? I liked this movie? Why?" Maybe it was all the cute guys, cuz..... I'm not really finding much else to explain my previous point of view. If you've never seen it, it's a true story about an Uruguayan rugby team that is flying in a plane over the Andes when that plane comes to a rather sudden and unexpected stop in the mountains. People die. Survivors get hungry. Do the math. Had I survived that actual ordeal, I would be thinking, right now, "This is the movie that chronicles what I went through?" So, my point to this meander is... Ever had this happen? Love a movie or a book and go back to it years later and think, "What was I thinking?"