Year and years and years ago, back in the day when I was young (but old enough to drink) I was dating a man who wanted to watch Titanic with me.  The movie.  I don’t know if he really liked the movie or if he thought it was a good movie to watch on the couch with the girl he was dating.

Truth is, it doesn’t matter.

He put the movie on.  I fell asleep.  I wasn’t tired. I was just too bored to be awake.

But in the movie there was dancing, sexy time,  people died, and the ship sank.

Right?  Right.

So don’t tell me I need to see it in 3-D.

Okay?  Okay.