Saturday, July 28, 2012

Silence is Golden

Well, last night I was supposed to go to the Fine Swiss Cheese concert...that didn't work out because of the crazy weather. Gosh, nature, hate it. So instead I got to go see Batman: The Dark Knight. It was a great movie and man, AMC really knows how to make sure you have a true "experience" in their theaters.


Like everyone else we packed up our "illegal" candy and headed to the theater. Nothing out of the ordinary, except as an American who is really feeling this economy I think it is outright preposterous that it costs $45 dollars for three people to go to the movies...and that doesn't even include the snacks that you buy once you get inside. I really feel bad for those high school boys that take girls out to movies now. They must have to save up their allowance for a very long time. Maybe that is why a lot of boys in that age group avoid having girlfriends until they have a job, because they can't afford it. And when we got the to snack bar, forget it. But us being the family that we are, we love to eat and be merry. Meaning that, aside from our illegal snack foods that we snuck into the theater via the infamous "spoon" bag. We really are what my dad calls: "Gluttons for punishment."


So we are standing at the counter and I take a picture of the menu in front of us because I realize that we have ordered probably the most death defying combo meal that they have. I mean literally, and I posted this one my facebook immediately because I am thinking to myself how the hell do we see the calories listed and not think twice about ordering something that could potentially feed our bodies for a day and a half. The combo consisted of two large sodas and a large popcorn that you can get a free refill on. Doesn't seem too bad right??? Except the calorie range on this amazing snack that happens to be the most popular which by the way high school boys that is also going to be an additional $19.50 plus tax to your already $30 date. Better close in on that prize and make sure that girl puts out dude. Just saying.


Alright, back to the calories. The calories are not just a set amount it is a range....and this is a massive range. It literally says calories: 950-3110. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? How do you have a 2000 calorie difference in this crap. A friend of mine says it could be the difference of Diet Coke vs. Regular Coke. So naturally, I ordered a Cherry Coke with my meal. Even better, when we got the popcorn we put extra badness on it and literally I could hear my arteries screaming "NOOO!!!!" But oh yes, I ate a lot of it. So I say, forget you 3110 calories...If I am gonna eat that many calories I am going to make it count.


So finally we make it into the theater. We sit down and after about two minutes we notice...the advertising is lacking. This is my specialty for those of you who have no idea what I do for a living...I advertise for attorneys. They are very particular about everything and so therefore, I am a "hag" when it comes to marketing. This "vicious cycle" as my dad puts it, of 30 second marketing was called "First Look." It kept playing over and over. So I decided to go out and mention it to the kids at the counter when I stepped out to smoke because Batman is a three hour movie...and there not a smoker on this planet would be okay with sitting in the theater, no matter how good of a movie, for three hours without wanting to scream. I was the hero when I came back for about 30 seconds and they magically added in another part of the loop. Only to go back to the original beginning of the first loop of advertising. Well played AMC worker. Well played. You have just pushed the rest of us over that edge of insanity and anxiety that we all were feeling about being in the theater to begin with after that tragic event last week.


Alright, now to the movie. I am not going to spoil anything for anyone so I am just going to say this...epic movie. I love you Batman. I want to have your tiny bat babies...because you are Christian Bale. Seriously though, if you haven't seen it you need to watch it in IMAX because it is amazing.


So during this epic event that I was witnessing along with everyone else in this giant awesomeness that is the IMAX there was one part of the movie and I mean only about 4 seconds of silence in a scene...now when I say this, there is no way in hell this person hasn't already seen this movie and just knew at what point the silence would occur. So imagine this...the stereo quality in this theater is so amazing that you literally couldn't hear anything other than the movie. Then, silence. Then this person decides to "rip some major ass" in the theater. WHO DOES THAT????


Almost immediately I look to my left past my dad's girlfriend at him to die laughing. Because I automatically assume that it was him. I know, shame on me. But he looks at me with this crazed look in his eye and we all start cracking up. I am not sure how no one else in this theater didn't hear that. I mean, there were a group of younger kids sitting behind us and they didn't hear it. Now I am fairly certain that Paramount spent a grip of money on sound effects and they didn't need any help with it. We are dying laughing at this point and I cannot believe that no one else heard this but us.


This just goes to show that our family talks about bowel movements way too much; that out of everyone in the theater that could have heard this epic event of flatulence, we did. I mean, this movie was so loud that you would think that this person would have just let it rip during the fight scenes or something. No. They waited until the perfect moment. And we were the only ones who reacted to it.


I am not even sure that I remember the majority of the 3 hours of Batman awesomeness. The only part I remember was the silence...then the interruption.


The moral of this story is...if you are going to spend $90 on a date with Batman, make sure that you remember that silence in the movie is golden. Unfortunately, this guy didn't believe in that rule. I mean, they have a rule that you have to silence your cell phone in the movie...why don't you have to silence your poop shoot?


The end.

Thursday, July 19, 2012

Haircuts Are Over-Rated

I have decided that I was going to make myself a deal...since the last time I had a haircut was for my birthday. I have decided that I am not going to get a haircut again until my next birthday. I am just curious to see how long my hair will get over a twelve month time span.


Also, I have decided that since I am going to be doing this I will not staighten my hair as much to prevent anymore damage to it. This way after I move to Florida I can enjoy "beach" hair a little more. I miss having my really long hair and I got a lot of compliments on it. Then one day I was a huge idiot and decided to let someone cut all of it off and not save any of it.


And since a lot of my friends are doing things to help out a great cause in finding the cure for Cancer I have decided that the next time I get a hair cut I am going to donate it to Locks-Of-Love. So since I have decided I want to keep my hair long I will have a lot of growing to do.


Looking back at a few pictures it was actually almost five years ago since I had my hair really long. Check me out.
My hair was down to my butt in this picture even though you can't see it.


I sent this to the chosen one and he said exactly this: "Holy shit, sexy...I love the long hair." So it is on like Donkey Kong. The end.

Saturday, July 14, 2012

No freaking chocolates...roller coasters.

Sometimes I write about what is most important in my life. But then someone(s) can change the way that I see things in the most minuscule of moments.


What I mean is simply this: Life isn't about what you have in it, it is who you have in your life that is of the utmost importance.


Things that are material are not going to create those memories that we all talk about. It's the people that were with you in these moments that are truly worth hearing about. Think about it this way. When you tell anyone a story you are almost never talking about the material things that were present in that moment. You are always speaking about the people that were there to make that moment in time happen. The part that interests us the most in stories that we share with one another is, who else is in the picture that you are painting for me with your outlandish story.


These stories can be about happiness, bitterness, surprise, sadness, good times, bad times, fun times...this list could go on forever. But the one thing they will all have in common is someone else or another breathing being (in my case my dog is in it a lot) helped make it happen.


Who is it that makes the most vivid memories for you? Mine are always on my mind. All the time, because my mind...man, if you could turn my memories into a ride it would be like the best roller coaster ride on the planet. I would have falls and loops and curves and straight-a-ways like no ones business. But if you think about how a roller coaster is designed it never goes backwards, yes even the ones that you ride backwards...it is always going forward technically in a continuous motion. All of this would be done at a million miles an hour because that is the speed of most of our lives. My roller coaster stops and some people get off the ride and some stay on for the thrill of it all, the others want to see what the heck the ride is all about so they jump on when the ride stops to allow other people on.


The roller coaster reference is me saying a few things. First, that you can blink and miss a memory forever. Second, that this roller coaster is never boring. Third, the passengers change and some are permanent riders...like someone with a year long pass that goes for the ride everyday regardless of how ridiculous it might get. The point is that your roller coaster will always have passengers on it. But the things you cannot bring on a roller coaster are material items that can fly out of the car that you are strapped into because you will lose it, drop it on someone or break it.


Make those memories with everyone who is in your life. You never know when their tracks will come to an end. You never know when your roller coaster will run out of track either. Because in these stories that we share with one another it is almost never what was there but usually who. I don't care what Forrest Gump's mama said...there are no freaking chocolates in my life only roller coasters. Who's on yours?


The end.