While I'm on "vacation" (it really is impossible for me to even try to relax), I am obviously unable to do my radio show this week, but - as I will remind you more than once, & have reminded you once before, on my show last week, that the indomitable Ben Southworth (who hosts the excellent WRFL program "State Songs") will be sitting in the comfy Self Help Radio chair this week (it's more like a broken stool, but whatever) doing a show about "red things."
Why, that could be anything! Marvelous!
Last night, restless after a day of doing shit, I ventured out to an unfamiliar movie theater, where I saw Deadpool, which I enjoyed. But two weird things happened, one directly to me:
1) As soon as I sat down, the fellow two chairs away from me said, "I don't want to be rude, buddy, but you smell." I said, "Smell?" He said, "Yeah." I said, "Smell like what?" "You know," he said, "body odor, sweat." I laughed & said, "That's not me!" He said, "Hey, as soon as you got here, I smelled it." Which was amazing - he smelled like exceptionally oily popcorn & whatever else he was shoving into his mouth. He didn't bother me for the rest of the movie, so I suppose he figured out where the smell came from - I never got a whiff - but he didn't apologize, either.
2) One dude, about three rows in front of me, who looked a hell of a lot like a young version of actor/Rectify creator Ray McKinnon, spent the first fifteen minutes of the movie talking very loudly - some might say yelling - at the movie screen, apparently unhappy at the portrayal of Deadpool in the movie versus his comic book persona. Eventually he was escorted out. His female companion, I noticed, followed miserably after him.
That's what I get for going to see a movie the first Saturday night of its release!
Also - happy Valentine's Day to you!
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