Every single year, around Christmas, I end up watching Home Alone. I never seek it out but that movie always finds me somehow. So here I am today, stuck in a crappy hotel in an even crappier area of Santa Clara, and I turn on the tv to find McCauley running away from a policeman. And just like every other time, I will sit and watch it through to the very end.

[Addendum: 24 hours later and I've somehow managed to land on Home Alone 2. It's uncanny. And yes, I did watch it.]