(Pee Wee's Big Adventure reference, FYI.)
Rah for me, I'm stuck down in the basement yet again listening to Leelo refuse to go along with Therapist F's efforts (he keeps saying "Bye Bye, Therapist F!", which makes her feel like the dog's breakfast, but she understands that it's a big leap, communication-wise). However, I now have an excellent etching hanging on the wall behind this monitor, and can pretend I'm lounging in a cabin overlooking the most picturesque part of our coast. With the time and mental energy to shake some coherent thoughts and images out of my head and onto paper.