June 13, 2005

• A couple of odd reflections from the day's doings....

  One, about the movie.  I recall when there was an actual human being
  running the projector, which was awfully handy when something funky
  happened such as the picture disappearing.  Which is what happened
  during the ads prior to the previews.  We all (at the time there
  were only five or six of us in the theatre) sat for a couple of minutes
  but it became clear that one, it wasn't gonna spontaneously right
  itself, and two, there was no one up there with the projector.

  So I went out and alerted the woman taking the tickets, who in turn got
  on her walkie-talkie and alerted someone else, who fixed the problem.

  Thinking about it, I also recall when there were no advertisements at
  the movies.  Tell you what, news reels and short features and Road
  Runner cartoons beat the socks off what's being dished up nowadays for
  one's pre-feature entertainment.

  Two, earlier in the afternoon I'd been at the SuperTarget in the Hulen
  area, and after parking several spots down (I like to be close to a
  buggy-holder-stand) and walking toward the store, it became apparent
  there was the Shoot Out at the OK Corral 2 threatening to occur, as two
  or three cars hovered, all intent upon attaining a parking place about
  to be vacated that was second from the front.  The tension could
  be cut with a knife, believe me when I tell you this.

  Honestly, it was a bit unnerving.  Another woman and I scurried
  between the waiting vehicles, hoping to get away before bullets started
  flying and tempers started fraying.  She was maybe a bit older
  than I, and we agreed that was an unpleasant situation shaping up out
  there, then also noted, with smug smirks firmly in place, that while
  those noodles were readying to duke it out over a close-in spot, we'd
  parked a little farther out and were actually entering the store.

  Yeah, real bright, guys. 

  Three, something that frosts my cookies a trifle is when I obediently
  walk past check-out lanes where checking-out is occurring, but the
  light is off, in search of an open lane.  The turned-off light is
  supposed to signal the checker is finishing his or her last customer.

  Except while I waited and waited and waited, the checker in the lane
  next to me . . . which I had passed to get to the one I was in . . .
  kept taking customer after customer.  With her light out. 
  Well. heck, if it'd realized she didn't care one way or the other, I'd have gotten in behind the customer she was taking care of when I was searching for a lane. 

  Tomorrow will be fun, as it'll be Dmitry's first time going to the club
  this summer, and he's taking the older Waybourn boys (he'll use up his
  June club swimming times in one fell swoop).  It should be a lot
  of fun, watching them jumping and diving off the diving boards
  again!  Amazing to think the last time was early August of last
  year, shortly before they headed back to the orphanage. 

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