I saw Sex and the City: The Movie today, and it was pretty awesome. It was cheesy, overdone, and cliche; but lots of sweet fun.
I went by myself, which was actually kind of fun. I was the first in the theater, and got that perfect seat: in front of the railing, dead center, with no seat in front of me, and the railing to rest my feet on.
I was sitting there, reading, when a single guy in his early 40s (I would guess) walked in by himself and sat behind me. He was making little small talk, which was nice. He asked lots of questions, like who my favorite character is (Big), and if I've seen every episode (yes), and if I've read the book (yes).
He was in Paris on the 28th, which is the day that the movie was released in France. He said that he tried to go see it open, but said the line was around the block an hour before the show. So he decided to just see it open in Boulder. When he showed up an hour early to that show, though, it was sold out. So, he went to the first showing today.
He spent the whole time acting like he wasn't really a fan... just curious.
I didn't buy it... but I think that it's cool that he was there, by himself, because he enjoyed it.
Then there was the bitch next to me.
There were maybe 30 people in this whole, big theater. I'm lounging in my perfect seat, and this woman, alone, with her large popcorn, sits down in the seat right next to me.
There were at least 6 seats to my right and 7 seats to my left, and this woman chooses to sit right next to me. I was practically lying in that seat, and she just sat there. I thought that it was weird. I mean, we're in the United States here. We don't like that kind of closeness with strangers.
At least I don't. At least when it's totally not necessary.
And she chewed really loudly, which just added insult to stupidness.
Then I came home and worked out.
My workout guy gave me a killer routine, and told me not to throw up.
I didn't, but I wanted to. I don't hurt... yet. But I should be strong enough to kick some major ass someday soon.
To warm up for my weights, I walked around the block for about 15 minutes. It is extremely hot today, so I put my big hat and cut-off pants on and went for my stroll.
I looked like an idiot.
Seriously. I thought that I looked cute. But I caught a glimpse of myself in the reflection of a car window, and it's official...
I looked like an idiot.
But Mike pointed out that at least I'll be a sunspot and cancer free idiot.
I guess that is the silver lining.
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Sex and the Stupid Lady
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