Observations of a Quixotic Femme Noire __One Percent - 1%__ Warrior-woman; a Valkyrie. I'll always be yours. Always...and never.



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Hope took me to see The Aviator last night. Thank you girl! It was a great time. That movie truly was awesome. I loved it!
The Aviator has haunted me since I've seen it, leaving a tattoo of its intensity in my mind. Lush scenery. Stellar performances. Brilliantly directed. It won't be fair if Scorcese doesn't get some recognition for this. I can't see how Leonardo DiCaprio couldn't. His beautiful, tortured performance burned me.

I was never in L.D.'s corner. I saw Romeo and Juliet and thought he did a wonderful job. People were calling him Little River Phoenix. Then River Phoenix, my favorite actor, died and I hated hearing it. L.D. couldn't hold a candle to R.P. So I've been watching him as one studies an insect. But it can't be denied by me any longer. The man is a genius in his craft! Now that I've come to the realization I'm going to give completely into it. Ooh I feel so liberated.
I want to see The Aviator again.

So, when we got to The Regal Cinema, it was packed with people. Thankfully, not many rude. We got drinks, a huge tub of popcorn and free Peanut M&M's. I think popcorn is soso. My metabolism is kicking back into gear and so I wasn't hungry and even though it was real butter, fresh popped, it was nasty-greasy.
Hope dug into her popcorn; I had a little bit. Then she wanted her M&M's. She tried opening them and couldn't. She gave them to me to open. I already had greasy fingers, but the M&M's packaging is difficult to open. There is a fine balance of pressure that the bag will withstand before it...
I'm getting ahead of myself.
So I couldn't open it. We joked about being some arthritic bitches and then I told her to give the bag back. She made one last attempt. "Give it up," I said to her. I walked over to the closest group to us: a four-pack of males. I asked, "Can you open this up for me please?" The guys chuckled and they looked up at me as the one closest took it. I smiled at him saying thank you. He thought a little bit of pulling would do it, then realized it would be more of a challenge. He looked up at me and I smiled saying sheepishly, "I know." The next pull of the bag, it split, some of the candy spilling to the floor musically rolling down to the front of the theather. That smart man, his hands encircled the bag and froze there. Looking a little sheepish himself, he shyly said, "Sorry." I crouched down, my face lower than his, my hands cupped under his hands and, with a half-smile, looked up at him, "No really. Thank you for just opening it."
Hope's expression was classic! I could hear her behind me gasp and chuckle some during the interaction. However, when I turned around, facing her to sit down, her jaw was slightly dropped, smiling and shaking her head.
{Oh the girl has never seen my ass in action! We haven't gone out except at Glenda's b-day party last year. And my clumsy ass spilling several beers on Glenda. I felt like such an idiot! The birthday girl and what happens? ME! I'm still sorry about that shit. That was the FIRST thing I did that evening. I decided I could feel and act like a heel all night, or I could buy a round, and just enjoy the night. That was a wild night for me even though I was designated driver and I had no drink. Hope was wrapped up in her business. Actually, everyone that I came in with were kind of wrapped up. I had to distance myself because I didn't want to fuck-up one of the few nights I could go out. It was so much fun to be...free.}

holla@me posted by MobiusRazor at 08:37