I think, most likely, that the highlight of my day was Ewan McGregor bellowing: "I'm tired of sex! I just want to get married!"
(Brendan, you can ignore that, because I all ready told you that.)
Another thing I would like to add to the Funny List I am compiling on my brother, Cole, who is eighteen: he has apparently forgotten I have a name, and he has apparently forgotten how to greet a fellow human being. No matter what I am doing (whether it be unloading the dishwasher, drying my hair, or making a phone call), if my brother returns home, it will be with a slam of the door and a resounding "Shut up, wench!" when he sees me. This is always followed up by a cheeky grin.
Little brat.