January 11, 2005

  • After and before the loss…

    Early morning Sunday Stickney took me out for my birthday (he owed it to me). So I went all out and got a steak for breakfast. It was great. Thanks stick!

    Poker ended kind of early, so Al and I went to the movies. She had already seen Life Aquatic so we chanced upon The Aviator as movie we could both see over Motorcycle diaries. I now realize that we missed Kinsey, which I think I would have rather seen, though Aviator was passable.

    So, what does this convey to you.

    Not much I guess. It was supped to contain a perfect pictoric representation of our not being able to find our theatre (number 9) as it was tucked away when you first walk in next to the concessions stand. But it failed. When we arrived all the stubby machines were down, and the line was out the door. We took the Althea gambit (a last ditch effort when unmoving lines make you try to get passed the ticket ripping porcess with nothing but a credit card (that paid for actual bonafide tickets) and charm). Confident, we elegantly explained our cause to the ripper only to be waved through to customer service no questions asked. The gambit mofified easily and paid out huge when just the second we approach the guy, the computer comes back up and we get our tickets before the sixty peopl in front of us downstairs.

    But our luck did not end there, he told us that the 6:30 had been sold out for hours and if there was no room he could put is in the 7:10. We went up, lost and found the theatre, and decided to go to the seven in perfect roomy no one infront of us seats rather thatn the second row.

    We had some time kill, so I decided we should try and stage the lostness for the blog. But we failed. But it was fun anyway. And a better story in the end.