I started it with an Aries, been a whole slew of them lately, and we headed out for the Alamo, for dinner, drinks and a movie. But it was raining, and rain tends to dampen an ardent Aries fire. Plus the Alamo was sold out.
Which then prompted a newspaper and alternative plans, which then become “The Cooler,” and I had to explain, since the theater had changed locations, why I am loathe to stop and ask for directions.
But yes, we saw the movie “The Cooler,” and it was pretty good. One of those limited film, I’m sure a good portion of the film’s budget was spent on aerial shots of Las Vegas at night.
It’s about a guy with no luck, or bad luck, and he falls in love with a hooker, and his luck changes, and there’s a lot of plot, but the scenery from Las Vegas? Just makes me want to go again. The set, supposedly, is like the old-style casino. Just kept reminding me of the street-side room at the )new) Flamingo. Which, to me, always felt like an old casino.
Good movie, good acting, &c. But Las Vegas? Always looking for that magic.
Pissed off?
This one was too weird.
Pursuant to happy hour discussion, I’d suggested that place. Now I look like some kind of weirdo.
Could be me, pictures of females using the bathroom really doesn’t interest me. It’s not an erotic, exotic turn-on. Maybe I’m old fashioned.
One more inside joke – link – for the journal/writers’ group.
