Last night, I drowsed my way through a Soviet propaganda film called Alexander Nevsky which I'd watched to see how they dealt with a battle on an ice-covered lake, taken from history when the Russians defeated the Teutonic Knights. Filmed in 1938, I guess, and it heavily demanded sacrifice from the Russian people to defeat any German threat. You bet.
The rain was rather heavy at times, yesterday; our home, as well as many places I work, were under threat of tornado. Hopefully, things'll be less troubled in the next couple of days.