Men in Black III

For Father's Day, I made my dad rhubarb pie (success! except for scorching the top slightly when reheating it, and maybe a tad too much salt in the pastry) and we went to see MIB 3 (MIB III? no).

The movie was basically a showcase for Josh Brolin doing an eerie Tommy Lee Jones impression, Will Smith making terrible-yet-endearing jokes, and some serious fridge logic, but since it was fun and kinda stupid and Kay and Jay were super married, inmyriadbits and I inevitably left wanting fic. ( spoilers )

And now to bed! Pie kept me up until the wee hours, and I be virtuously tired.