I went to the movies on yesterday afternoon. It was a multiplex type of place. Three or four movies were being shown. Five people besides myself chose to see The Hundred Yard Journey.

I go to the movies when I’m in Los Alamos. It gives me a bit of time out of the house and on my own. Today the theatre was the most crowded, compared to other times I’ve been. Last year I went and was the only person in the place. They ran an entire movie just for me and… I left after about 20 minutes. I don’t remember what I saw, but it wasn’t my cuppa tea, so I left.

Today, I arrived about 10 minutes before the show started. I did not buy popcorn. The Breakfast burrito was still working on me and I had no room. I did get a some water and found a place mid theatre, centre row. A couple came in and sat two rows behind me. A mother and her daughter came in and sat behind them. Then the last person came in with several minutes to spare and… sat down right next to me!

Did I tell you there were only six people at the matinee?? Six! The place was empty and she sat right next to me, put her feet up on the seat in front of us, opened up a candy bar, jostled her popcorn and took a swig out of her pop. She was ready.

I moved.

I have to say I really enjoyed this movie. The story was lovely. The characters were wonderful and the actors did a great job entertaining me. I cried, I laughed and I was moved. I left feeling good. The star of the show might have been Helen Mirren, but, Manish Dayal, the young man the story was about, had to be one of the prettiest and best looking man I’ve seen in a long time. He was easy to watch and so was his love interest, played by Charlotte Le Bon. (I want her hair.) I’ll also say the dad in the movie reminded me very much of my step-father, Jack. It was nice to have all very likeable characters, the one bad guy got booted out early in the show.

I’m glad to be able to go to a movie here. Here is a short list of other rituals I enjoy when I come to Dodge.
1. Thechurchoftheholysunrise
2. Taking long walks when FOX news is on.
3. Eating loads mexican food
4. Watching football on TV, with Dad yelling at the coaches, Art providing play by play commentary, and the volume turned up to about 200.

Okay, that last one I don’t enjoy very much, but I do it.