eat sith

we went to a matinee of "star wars" yesterday, thus saving a whole three dollars off regular admission. as we had arrived obscenely early for the showing, the cheese decided to order a medium popcorn and soda to kill some time. this small snack was over eight dollars; our profit margin at this point went straight out the window.

the deciding point of whether or not to order the concessions came when we spied the "butter flavored chemical" dispenser off to the side. "we can put as much butter on our popcorn as we want," the cheese proclaimed, drool forming at the corners of his lips. "what i've overspent, i'll quickly make back in butter." by the time he was finished, every individual popcorn was encased its own thick coat of butter topping and our hands were appropriately goopy.

i enjoyed "episode 3." i didn't love it. i never love these kind of movies, no matter how epic or how big a following (complete with costumes) it may draw. it's the long fighting scenes that make me zone out, the violence, the drawn out battles between good and not-so-good. i try to pay attention and get into it; instead, i find myself watching the clash of swords or other weapons and trying to calculate how much longer, exactly, the whole thing will go on for.

but, i did enjoy watching "sith" more than i thought i would. i found myself drawing parallels between the film and the bush administration. "it can't just be me," i thought to myself, and so today i found this article. imagine my surprise that i had actually picked up on something.