An evening of stories

First, off to Brokeback Mountain, which was cinematically gorgeous, sparsely powerful in its writing and horribly depressing overall.  It's great, but it's a film to learn lessons from, not to emulate.

Oh, and no pudding.

Then home, where I got to read Issue 69 of Lucifer, which was fantastic, and neatly tied things up in a way that was fairly unexpected.  6 issues to go and it's over - the only comic I actually buy on a monthly basis.