At Pilates today, my teacher explained that before she moved in with her boyfriend, she used to sublet her apartment (just for a weekend or week) when she went away, and make $150-$300 a night. She found subletters through Craigslist. Part of me thinks this is a smart, enterprising idea; the other part of me envisions the scene in every teen movie (Shag, Girls Just Want to Have Fun) where the party crashers burst through the plate glass window (miraculously, no one is injured, despite the shards of glass flying everywhere) and trash the place thoroughly (top to bottom). Sometimes they even chant, "PURPLE JESUS." In short, I don't want to open our home to hooligans.
Netflix continues to supply us with an array of movies. Last night we watched A Midsummer Night's Sex Dream, which was kind of disappointing. It was Woody Allen's take on the Shakespeare play. I read in Wikipedia that the Mia Farrow role was intended for Diane Keaton, so I just kind of sulked throughout and thought how Diane would have done a better job. Also, it wasn't clear what time period it was set in. That annoyed me. D liked it, however.
I might also see Because I Said So, which is opening this weekend.