Stephanie and JP came over for Korean barbecue, and the evening ran long in the good way, food and drinks past the point I’d planned. Somewhere in there I walked them through my home services and how I keep them locked down, the kind of conversation that’s more interesting after a couple drinks than it has any right to be. In the quieter hours before they arrived I put on Red Rooms, a film that earns its unease slowly and doesn’t let go of it. Good company, too much wine, one genuinely creepy movie. Can’t complain.