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tonight.
I was leaving to return home from Michigan tonight, when I remembered that I had some money left on a gift card for the theatre nearby. there are 3 movies in the cinema currently which I am aching to see: Star Trek - into darkness, great gatsby, and iron man 3.
I picked my top one (anyone who know my love for literature, the jazz age, and robert downey jr will be surprised to discover my top pick.. Star Trek. anyone who has seen my reaction to the television when ‘Star Trek: the next generation’ came on would not be.)
before the movie started I had a woman come in and sit right next to me. in a basically empty theatre (this is not a testament to the film, but rather the fact that I was in three rivers). that happened in real life. we became friends.
I still don’t know her name.
but that’s alright.
the movie was good, I want to see it again, not only because I enjoyed it but because having experienced it I would now like to go back through and watch it.
it definitely had it’s predictable bits, but there are few movies today that don’t. especially for me.
however, it was an enjoyable experience that capped off a really good weekend spent entirely with family, so I’m well pleased.
Dr. Oliver Bronson’s House, an important survivor from the Picturesque era in America architecture located in Hudson, NY, displays a faded grandeur behind its layers of peeling paint and wallpaper.
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