OK, now for the review: I knew walking into the theater that I probably wouldn't care for the film and sadly, that's what happened. That's it, the whole review. A lot of crap exploded, then they all sat around a big, Matrix-like table and the last line of the movie was, "That's the Matrix for you" Oh darn, did I ruin the ending for you? Sorry.
The great part about seeing the Matrix is I saw all of them with my friend Jay. We made a nerd-pact at the first Matrix that we'd see them all. Colleen joined us for the second and Walter joined us for the third. To Jay I say this: We did it man, we did it!
After the film, Jay headed to the east, Walter and I to the west. On the way to the bus station/subway, Walter saw a huge Beastie Boys framed poster. Cut to Walter asking the trash guys if he can take it. They were cool and gave it to Walter but the glass was broke. We (mostly him) tried to take the poster out but it was fused to the backing board and the broken glass would have been a problem. I had to talk him out of it; otherwise I'd still be there -- bad enough that this all happened at 12:30 am. I told him he could find one on the Internet in less than 5 minutes.
Found art,
See what I mean, five-minutes. By the way, "Sally", you owe me one - you were one piece of glass away from staring at a robot with a record player on its chest for the rest of your life.
Looking forward to the weekend. I'm going to break bread with my brother and sister-in-law who are in town for a wedding. That's a good way for me to get out, have people come to visit. Thank goodness they're staying at a hotel. I couldn't imagine three people living under one roof in my place. I live like a hobo, ha ha.
That's it! Have a great weekend.
Always,
Bob
The answer to yesterday's Bob Borden: True or False was: True, Bob was taking photos of rats on the subway platform. Wow, that really sounds pathetic, oh well.
