Today was the last art fair downtown, so I got my last batch of cinnamon almonds for the year. Waaah! They were totally worth it. The routine: I jump out of the car at the light and hurry to the booth while Brandon circles around the block to pick me up again. It works out just perfectly every time!
By the time we got to the movie theatre, I had polished off the entire $4 bag of almonds. Delicious. The movie? We saw Eagle Eye with Shia LeBeouf. Is that how you spell his name? Anyway, it was two non-stop hours of crunching, crashing metal with sweaty Shia running around with a concerned/constipated look on his face. I felt like I was watching the sequel to Transformers (and you know that sequels are never quite as good as their originals...)
At one point, right in the middle of an action sequence, I wondered how many different sound bytes of crashes they had used for the movie. That's how much metal destruction there was. You actually got tired of seeing it, no matter how good the special effects were. I found myself thinking, Oh no, please don't crash again, not because I don't want anyone to get hurt, but just because I can't stand hearing all the noise!
Maybe I'm getting old.
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