I finally went to see The Hangover yesterday! Oh, how I laughed and laughed. I recommend it! Also, I never really understood the whole Bradley Cooper yumminess....but now, oh now, I do. Something about a disheveled, bloody-lipped, dirty-faced, gritty-haired guy driving a beat-up car in the desert. And here you fellahs were actually practicing proper hygiene.
One thing though - that powder shit that you can put on your $15 popcorn at the movies to enhance your popcorn-consuming experience? I think I'm starting to hate it. Seems to me for some reason I used to be able to eat that stuff. Now, I can't eat a piece of popcorn without that flavoured dust getting swept into my sinuses. Yesterday, I keep breathing it in with every popcorn handful. Then coughing on the heads of the lovely couple sitting in front of me.
And the chick who's head I was coughing on? She had the magic fairy dust on her popcorn too and SHE was coughing. WTF? Maybe I should have looked more carefully at the flavours on the dispenser: White Cheese, Dill Pickle, Ketchup and Anthrax.
I was adding my own soundtrack, just like the ad before the movie tells me not to do.