

Around July of last year Wenter and I found ourselves at the American Heart Association Go Red for Women Luncheon and silent auction where Wenter was an honored speaker. While she was basking in the glow and deserved attention, I was in the familiar and comfortable spot of the guy walking around the silent auction tables 30 times thinking that the 6 months of tanning, a little micro derm abrasion package and some bedazzled man bags might actually be the answer to a whole new me.
Thankfully, I found a little gem of my own stashed between the Queen for a Day Get Away and the $40 a Cup Cake Birthday Bash. It was called Date Night. No, guys, not a gift basket of roofies, chloroform and monogrammed handkerchiefs, wrong luncheon. This was two movie passes for 2012 no strings attached. See as many movies as you want during 2012 at any Cinemark Theater and as luck would have it, they were building a new Cinemark in Frisco about 5 minutes from the house so fate was forcing my hand! Sounds good, so I write my number in the bid space and wait.
Hovering around the table for the next 45 minutes giving the 'Evil Eye' to anyone that came near MY prize. Indirectly, I probably hurt the cupcake bidding with my cold empty stares of death and I do feel bad about that. Needless to say, I won! Which meant I had to shell out probably more than I should have for this privilege, but it's for charity, so karma should prevail somewhere down the line. Waiting for the 'Karma Likes This!' thumb to show up on my Facebook page.
So a co-worker mentioned that I should see as many movies as I possibly can and write reviews on each one that nobody will ever read. Not a bad idea! At least then I'll have a record of the enormous amount of time that I wasted and give my future generations something to be embarrassed about.
I've never been one to put pen to paper and write about anything. I leave that to my creative and very articulate wife Wenter, who's actually applied her craft as a 'hired pen' and had scores of followers. This blog will be short and to the point. I don't have formal training on what should be where in a movie and what exactly directors should be thinking or doing or how the cinematography was exquisite and so on. I just know that when I like a movie I've got opinions that I don't often share. Lucky you. When I don't like a movie, I have white hot opinions that I love to share. Again, lucky you!
So if I can steer you away from spending your money on the third installment of Alvin and the Chipmunks (which sucked beyond belief) then great! Or perhaps you enjoy 90 minutes of water boarding via auto tuned Lady Gaga montages.
Either way, let's take a ride.