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My Socks Are on Fire!
Friday, June 04, 2004
 
Harry Potter, yellow submarines, Operation Catapult, Enterprise, and bathrobes

Harry potter was pretty good, but they had to cut quite a bit of material to fit it into the two-hour timeslot, which wasn’t really needed, but I’m over it now. Before the movie started we hung out in line for about 20 minutes and I saw people I know, including but not limited to, Mary/Lacy and Chris. Then after going into the theatre and we get seats at the top row near the lefternmost side, and some random guy on the row inform of me gave me a high five because of my bathrobe (yes, of course I wore it) and I sat down. A little later my dad comes up from where him and my mother and Lauren’s mother, are sitting and he recognizes he guy in front of me as Joey from my troop many years ago and then we talked for a bit after realizing that neither one of us had recognized each other, mainly because I grew a foot and cut my hair, while I never would have expected to se Joey there at all.

The movie’s about to start so we get to sit through fifteen minutes of previews for movies like The Aviator, which looks like it might be ok but not great, and Thunderbirds, which could be really cool but they’re making it more of a kids movie ala spy kids or that other movie with kids doing stuff like that. Then everything gats all dark and everybody starts whooping for Harry Potter and stuff, but the movie doesn’t start for like five minutes and we just have to stare at this blank screen, then the movie does start but it’s like ten minutes in and there’s no audio. Everybody starts yelling and booing, until they stop the projector, then this guy comes in and tells everybody that it’s going to be about ten minutes before they have everything sorted out because it’s a difficult process with the projectors. He also says that he doesn’t work here, he’s just being a nice guy. He then realized what power he was holding over the crowd, and stands back up, switches from nice guy to activist, and says that everybody needs to ask for a pass from he managers, and that whoever is throwing Dots “needs to cut that s**t out!” Not of course realizing that the theater is full of a bunch of kids.

The movie didn’t end until almost three because of the delays and stuff, and when we’re walking out we see the guy again, who asks, “Did you get your pass?” We just ignored him.

I’m leaving for Operation Catapult in eight days and it’s shaping up to be loads of fun, they have a number of different dress-up days including fallback career day and favorite superhero day and they also will have a talent show and I’m going to perform “how computers work” by Dave Barry. I also started looking at the different programs they have and I’m going to have a hard time narrowing the list to my top four.

I’m trying to catch up with Star Trek: Enterprise, because I saw the last two episodes of the season and I really liked it, and now UPN’s replaying the season’s episodes in order, two shows every Wednesday.

Poor all my life I’ve always been poor
I keep asking God what I’m for
And he tells me “Gee, I’m not sure”
Sweep that floor kid
Oh, I started life as an orphan
Child of the street
Here on skid row
He took me in gave me shelter
A bed, crust of bread, and a job
Treats me like dirt, calls me a slob
Which I am
 
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