vigilantism is very expensive work.
One: there is no payment but "justice"
Two: bullets, car parts, batarangs, and kevlar tights are expensive.
Three: Gas prices are ridiculous
Four: A good night's sleep is priceless.
I saw The Punisher last night with my little sister... it was very spur of the moment as kimmie had some time to take a break from studying and we had already made plans for dinner. The movie was chosen on its merits... er... it was the only movie that I had not promised lorie I would go see with her, that neither of us had previously seen, or that did not make us go "Eh... naah...
that and since it was monday, there were very few movies that started after 9:00pm...
in any case, the movie was tons better than the [crappy] Dolph Lundgren version... A good mix of action, drama, and comedy, never lending itself too far into one, but loads of fun nonetheless.
but the best part was actually the 40 minutes or so before the movies... We arrived at the theater a little before 9:00pm, the movie actaully did not start until 9:50pm, so we ended up playing video games and air hockey. We went from shooter game to shooter game, because those were the only games I could play while eating my waffle cone...
yes.
I played while I ate.
ice cream is good.
and I realized that the theater jacked the difficulty of the games up so high that you really did need your full attention on the game [that and it is an easy way to get kids to keep coughing up quarters - when did arcade games get so expensive? 75 cents per play? WTF?]. I, however, was partially absorbed in my cone, so I did not fair so well defending the planet against the hordes of aliens and zombies that were attacking us...
after about 15 minutes, with my cone being completely devoured, we decided to play air hockey. [This was only because we could not find a movie in which to sit while we were waiting for ours to start]
apparently, the air hockey table give out free games, because kimmie and I played up to time the movie was about to start.
Free air hockey kicks ass - even if my little sister likes to cheat by using her free had to illegally block the goal...
The games were free, but only if you pushed in the coin feeder repeatedly and very fast . We had paid our requisite 75 cents, but then for some reason the game kept resetting itself (without any criminal prompting) so we kept playing...
but I digress...
I can understand where Batman gets his money. I can see that the Punisher takes the money from criminals. But where does Superman get his tights, and how does [the comic book] Spider-Man pay for the web fluid and outfits? I cannot imagine that reporters and freelance photographers make enough to pay rent and supply the needs of a super hero.
but this is reality.
we do not have super heroes.
only heroes...
"wouldn't you like to be a pepper too?"
... ... ...
"don't stop, get it, get it..."
Tuesday, April 27, 2004
watch the pun get wicked...
posted @ 16:52 by ryan in [ Another adventure... ]
