"action movie: the play." we saw this movie-play in honor of jason's 24th birthday. god, i can't even imagine turning 24. it sounds so old. i think i'll just stay 23 for another couple... months.

anyhow, it was a great night out down at ye olde chopin theater. my only beef was with the ludicrous amounts of gunshots. i'm a very jumpy person. i can't sit still and relax during loud, ear-popping gunshots. i'm forced to cringe and burrow myself deeper into my seat cushions. hell, i can't play "perfection" without flying out of my pants every time that stupid tray pops out- how am i supposed to deal with gunshots? yeah, i'm asking YOU.


caption: i always thought i'd lose an eye playing this game.

anyhow, blanks. they can kill. then there are wad cutters, which look like blanks, but aren't. they are deadly mo-fo's, these wad cutters. see, there's the possibility that, in a situation like a play, somebody can goof and put wad cutters instead of blanks. or, if they're especially vengeful and crafty, not goof. i learned this from a christopher pike book. it's this possibility, coupled with the skull-knocking *blast* and *boom* from the gun, that contribute to one rattled set of nerves: mine.

i'm the daughter of a man who belongs to the nra, and i can't stand the sight or sound of a gun. which doesn't make sense, because i'm also the daughter of an italian man, and still i love me my pasta.