The "week" hours? Wee, or weak?

As for "completely different paces" ... this isn't entirely related to this particular thread, but I'm getting a weird feeling now as I see all the top ten lists posted by my single and/or childless (and/or, in a few cases, so old their children are already teenagers or adults fending for themselves) friends and colleagues. There once was a time when I would have seen two or three films a day, during the holiday season, just to catch up. But now, with toddlers, a pregnant wife, and a new home in the suburbs far from the arthouse theatres ... well, let's just say that it was a bit annoying to discover late last night, after the kids had gone to bed, that the only two films in Surrey that I had not yet seen were
P.S. I Love You and
Walk Hard: The Dewey Cox Story, whereas what I REALLY want to see of course is
The Diving Bell and the Butterfly,
The Orphanage,
Margot at the Wedding or
I'm Not There, all of which are stuck way out in Vancouver proper. (And I wasn't in the mood for a long drive last night. As it is, I slept through the last 15-20 minutes of the film that I did see here in Surrey.)
And so, to bring this back on-topic, I thank you again, Greg, for putting me in a hotel next-door to a theatre that was showing one of the films on my checklist -- a film that, at this point, is indeed playing only in a single Vancouver theatre, and nowhere in the suburbs.