Argentina and Perfect People

I just saw "Rolling Family" at the Portland International Film Festival, and it was quite top notch: sort of a humorous satire on family dysfunctionality. An Argentinian family essentially goes on a road trip through the entire country to get to a relative's wedding in an obscure small town. The family is literally bursting at the seams, with everyone alternately attacking and having affairs with everyone else. It sounds like a moderately sappy plot, but it is actually an exceptional film. After Alison and I went to that, we took the streetcar from downtown to Northwest, where we saw a brief improv show and drank some tea. I seem to have met my superior; not only is she vastly more intelligent than me, but she has no known imperfections. She's going to Stanford, does independent research on neurotoxins at OHSU, is fluent/proficient in at least four languages, and the list goes on. Actually, she does have one imperfection (although it's terribly harsh to call it that): she can't drive. That is a long and hilarious story that I will save for another time. It's 1:10 AM. I have to get up at 5 AM. Oh my god.