I'd like to note that for awhile there, I really didn't feel like blogging, and so I didn't.  Lately, I've been wanting to blog, but I've been quite busy working.  Today I got a little breather.  I even got to play a little Tiger Woods today and shot my best round ever, 28 under par.  I got 10 eagles in one round.  Granted, it was an easy course, but I was chipping in shots from 100 yards out.

I also finally got to see The Forgotten tonight.  I'd really been looking forward to this, because I love those can-you-trust-your-own-memory-type movies, like Memento.  We've been so busy and out of town so much that we just now made it to the ArcLight to see it, the first time to the ArcLight in months in fact.  I tell you this story not because I like to rant and rave about bad experiences, but because I always rave about all the good the ArcLight does, and I suppose I should be fair.  There were two big problems.  First, buying tickets took forever.  We didn't have to wait in line, but the guy was new and the system was not working like it was supposed to.  Their card reader couldn't read my ArcLight membership card (which I was using points from for a free ticket), and it wouldn't read my credit card.  I then had to help the employee through some of the screens to type in the card number manually.  He made some mistake, and I had to sign some error log, even though I had nothing to do with it.  Meanwhile, Clinton goes to the counter next to us and buys his ticket in about 0.23 seconds.

Next, we head into our theater and hit our seats (reserved of course), right smack dab in the middle of the first row up from the floor.  Sweet.  Everything looks like it's going to be awesome as the trailers begin.  The theater is practically empty.  I'm psyched.  But then a crazy man comes and sits right next to me.  This is the down side of reserved seats.  Some people think that they have to remain in their reserved seat even if the place is practically empty.  The guy reeks of smoke, and before the trailers are over, I can tell he's going to be trouble.  He's talking to himself in a very conversational way.  At first, I thought he was on a cell phone, but no, he was pointing out to himself how funny or scary or interesting or sad something was.  Throughout the trailers and the movie he had to respond in some way out loud to everything that happened on the screen.  The only times he wasn't talking were when he was opening his very loud bag of snacks, which were apparently very hard to open and required opening many many times during the movie.  His comments were also interrupted by throat-clearing and coughing.  Early on in the movie, I actually even shushed him.  I do not like to do this, but at this point I hadn't realized that he wasn't crazy.  Apparently he was too busy responding to something on the screen, because he did not acknowledge my shush one way or the other.  By the end of the movie, I realized that he was crazy and wished that I had gotten an employee to come in and handle the situation.  Instead, I just sat there and took it and used my extraordinary powers of focus to block him out.  I leave you with the funniest of his interactions with the screen.  At the climax of the movie, there's a chance that Julianne Moore has forgotten about her son, and all she has to do to let us know that she remembers him is to say his name.  There's tense music and a dramatic delay which is filled by my neighbor pleading with her, “Say it.  Say Sam.  That's all you have to do.  Say it!”