I’m a comic book freak from way back, and I didn’t need to see Sin City because I’d already read the books. And of course the over-the-top dialog was better in the books than on the screen, but the movie was pretty good, too. We were there a little early, got a good spot in the middle a little towards the front, and of course people sat all around us. But the weird thing is this guy shook his butt right in my face and then sat down right next to me. Perhaps his gaydar was a little off. After the previews were over and the movie was about to start, I noticed he REEKED OF CLOVE CIGARETTES. So I told Megan, “The weird guy stinks!” and she and Craig moved over.

I should have mentioned this was a birthday dinner from Craig and Megan. We had chicken and dumplings at Joe’s Cellar (a neighborhood diner) and then went to see the movie! Whee!