"Tomorrowland" is silly and preachy and badly flawed, but manages to work for all of that. It actually does more than just work; it manages to be authentically hopeful, while acknowledging the absurdity of hope. This is a pretty good trick.
I went south on Wednesday to accompany my dad to the neurologist, who informed us that my dad does NOT seem to have suffered a recent stroke, nor does he show signs of having suffered brain damage in his recent fall. So that is good. On the other hand, he really wants to quit; he is tired of living, and his life has no meaning for him. I wish I had something to offer him to improve the situation, but I don't.
In other news... I have been walking. An outside lap of Gurnee Mills on Thursday, a longish lap around the block on Friday, a lap of Great America on Saturday, and two inside laps of Gurnee Mills on Sunday. This isn't bad, considering how relentlessly mediocre the weather has been. Still no boating, though.