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I watched nearly 90 movies last year. Once I’d added up the total, I stared agape. 88 movies?! At two hours apiece that’s the equivalent of four and a half workweeks… a month of workdays spent sitting in a dark room in pursuit of passive entertainment. (With a gallon of popcorn on my lap, natch. Some things never change.)

Here’s the conflict: I really like movies. I mean, obviously I like movies, or I wouldn’t have spent 176 hours last year watching them. For pure entertainment, it’s hard to beat the first Matrix.

After eight viewings, though, there is still no spoon. I’m looking back to wonder if I could have done something more constructive with that time.

Tonight, Tuesday, is cheap movie night at the local multiplex. For about the fourth week running, LoTR III tickets cost a paltry $3.50.

I haven’t seen the movie yet. I know I will someday. But not tonight. I just don’t want to take the three and a half hours out of my schedule. I think I’ll end up missing the whole big-screen experience of this film — a realization I have mixed feelings about. Maybe this push to accomplish all my new goals will fizzle out in a few weeks. In the meantime, though, the movies will have to wait.