Two-second movie reviews for ya since you’ve been gone a while:

THE STEPFORD WIVES — Bum rap. Laugh-out-loud funny at times. What gives? See it.

HARRY POTTER — What’s he playing with under the sheets in the dark? Great effects. See it.

DAY AFTER TOMORROW — Just blow up the world already, Roland. Don’t see it.

My doctor has moved to a brand new medical office building. Very swanky (though shoddily finished). A huge parking lot goes with the digs. Yet they do not validate parking. So to avoid paying, I have to park somewhere out on the street and walk.

Oh, wah. I know, I have to walk. But what is the deal with parking in L.A.? Why is it such a boondoggle? Why is it so expensive? It would have cost me $2.25 to park during my visit today. How can that not be considered a rip-off? And what about the poor older people who can’t walk one or two blocks to the office and can’t afford medicine let alone frivolous parking expenses?

Visiting my doctor’s costing me $20 per visit now, and it’s just a slap in the face to have to pay more for parking. Is now a good time to mention how cool the London and Paris public transportation systems were?