So my KA soccer team had a 9pm game. Naturally, we show up. It just so happens that Bob Dylan is playing next door to the Rec Field at the Greek Theate, so the soundtrack to our 7-2 victory was EPIC. I think I scored a goal somewhere in the middle of 'Ballad of a Thin Man' [off of the Legen-(wait for it) Dary Highway 61]. Anyways, we walk back to the house discussing our plans to see Paranormal Activity - the horror/festerfilm that's supposedly ludicrously terrifying - amid the crowd of Dylan fans. We figured that the movie would certainly be at 1 of the 3 local theaters within a 2 block radius downtown, so we hop on the free bus after a spliff (timing it all perfectly), jazzed and hyped for the Bromantic Frightfest that was to ensue. Things were working out: Instead of the projected 10 minute tardiness, we arrived 5 minutes early, wallets at the ready, hearts palpitating, etc. I hadn't been this excited for a scary movie in - well - ever:
The friends who invited us to the movie failed to mention it Cinema was 15 MILES WEST, and that they intended to go by car.....
'Jesus Christ.'
I am currently torrenting it though. W00t. Interesting Sunday night. 'I like' that.
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