In the dark

I will probably not see a movie if it's not at Alamo Drafthouse. I have grown too accustomed to drinking and/or eating during a movie. Which leads to my complaint.

My most recent excursions have all been to the South Lamar location as that is closer to my house, so all these observations are geared toward them, at least for now.

1. They have started keeping the lights so damn low before the movie starts that you have to bring a G.D. flashlight to see the menu. What? Those little wuss-ass lights under the table? To put it bluntly, they suck.

2. They have no idea how to service that many people at once. I don't know if all the start times are too close together or what, but we waited 35 minutes for popcorn. For popcorn!! So unless you get there a whole hour early, you'll be eating in the dark. Have you ever eaten salad in the dark? It ain't easy.

3. The staff that cleans after the movie (and I know they have to) talk so freakin' loud that you can't enjoy the credits and/or outro music if you're into that sort of thing. Which we are. Especially when the movie you just watched was dedicated to a friend of yours that passed away. Hubby is two years away from being that guy that yells at people to shut up. Please follow your own "Don't talk during the movie or we'll take your ass out" rules!

4. As for the food, they had a new burger (The Big (Organic) One) and while it had great flavor, the meat was so overcooked it was dry and chewy. They say it will be cooked medium-well, which I completely disagree with anyway, but it was well done and I don't mean "Well Done!". Hubby's Chicken Tacos didn't come pre-assembled and didn't come until 15 minutes into the movie (see #2) and he said they were bad and he meant bad as in bad not bad as in good.

That sad part is I'm not going to stop going. In general the food is still good, I think they are working on a new staff as they transferred all the good people to The Highball and I still want to drink while I watch a movie. I'm not repeating high school when Miller and I sneaked beer into The Chateau and then accidentally kicked our empties over and had to listen to them roll down to the front of the theater.

So damn you, Drafthouse and your tasty beverages!

Alamo Drafthouse Cinema

http://www.drafthouse.com/

Julie & Julia & Dot & Cheetah

I always think of things too late.

Remember when chokers came back in the 80's? I had told myself to start wearing them, but didn't and then they got popular and I couldn't.

iTunes? Totally thought of that in like 1995. Except you'd choose from a list of songs and they'd mail you a CD. Obviously they took that to the next level. And I think it works.

Straight -razor shaves in a cool manspa? Mine.

Any fun foodstuff sold out of an air-stream trailer? Thought of it.

Movie theater that serves beer? Yes!

Blogging? I swear to god that was me.

Blogging is exactly what I've always wanted to do. I get to do whatever I want and tell you about it and you love it and advertisers flock to me and I make money while sitting around in my pajamas. Only I'm a thousand years too late. Just like with everything else.

Well, screw it. I'm doing it anyway and you know what confirmed it (beside the fact that Cheetah started this blog, sent it to me and said go)? Seeing Julie & Julia today.

What a beautiful movie! I cried no less than 5 times. Great people - real people, a love story and gimlets and FOOD!!!! People clapped at the end! How often does that happen anymore?!

My mom gave me Julia's My Life in France for my birthday and a friend in book group gave me Julie & Julia after she finished it. I haven't started either yet (there I go, behind the 8 ball again...), but I will posthaste. And my sister sent me "Fly One Time" by Ben Harper (on iTunes!) to remind me that I can follow any dream I want. She's always doing that. She's so good to me. And my sweet husband is patiently counting our pennies while I figure my life out during my sabbatical from work (read: unemployment). He's a keeper.

The point is that this movie inspired me. It inspired me to do whatever I want, whenever I want to do it. I needed some kind of kick in the ass. Cheetah and I have wanted to start a business together for oh, like forever and it hasn't happened yet. But it will. This is a start. I just know I want to work with her because she supports me and believes in me and I'm the only one who can tell her what to do and she doesn't get pissed. I like that in a person.

So bear with me as I figure out what color my parachute is. Meanwhile I'm gonna write about food. 'Cuz a girl's gotta eat.

Oh and you heard it here first. Hand fans. The kind that unfold. Go get one. They're gonna be huge!!!!