where do you go when the record is over

My knee is still in poor shape after my spill last week, and you know it's serious when I haven't been to a live show in over a week.  After limping all day around the office and up and down BART stairs there's nothing I want to do but sit home and watch fun trashy movies, and so it is that I finally saw Saturday Night Fever in its entirety.  This was the R-rated version with all of the T&A intact, thank goodness.  I was completely mesmerized by the dance sequences, and though John Travolta even when he was young and cute is in no way my type I have to admit he could really move them hips.  I dreamed that night that I was cutting similar moves at a disco club, my knee fully healed.  I also keep catching myself humming the Bee Gees.