I have just watched Flight of the Navigator for the first time in years and nearly blubbed. It was only my iron will and lack of blinking which prevented me from becoming a soggy mess.
It's a good job we witches don't tend to blink. Instead, especially when 500 feet up and travelling at a good rate of knots, we use those little ducts in our lower eyelids to squirt moisture on our eyeballs to keep them moist. A witch can miss an awful lot while blinking. Helen Adams would definitely not a good witch make!
Oh, and another thing. I've joined the ridiculousness of Farceparty. Well, I'm sick to death of waiting for Knight, and I can't find anyone suitable in the real world, so cybermaspace** it is. Watch out Gaydar - You're next!
* by D H Lawrence. It may have been called something else...
** Don't worry Tim. You can breathe a sigh of relief. I'm not coming for you.***
*** Yet. We'll see how well this goes. Just don't clutter up your windowsill just yet!