Archive for July 21, 2009

Night Out

Posted in film, shopping with tags , , , on July 21, 2009 by darcyarts

It’s been a while since Frank and I snuck away and took a few hours for ourselves.

Monday we really just up and went to see the new Harry Potter film at the truly delightful Prime 11 cinemas in Anderson.

They have great popcorn, friendly help, clean rooms, great decor, comfortable seat and good movies. A+++

NightOut 002I love the tinted cement floors. I love feeling that I am at a real cinema operated by fellow movie lovers.

I try to avoid the chain theaters in town. You know who you are.

They are dirty, uncomfortable and have shitty, mindless films. That corporation promotes homophobia and prejudice, too.

Please take your hard earned film-seeing bucks to Prime 11 whenever possible.

The Harry Potter movie was cool. Snape looked so very hot. He really knows how to use that sexy voice. Hearing it even makes me forget his kind of crummy bottom teeth.

Ron Weasley has grown up to be quite an impressive young lad.

Hubba Hubba.

Is Draco Malfoy self-doubting and suicidal? I haven’t yet read the books. He seems depressed like one of those self-hating vampires.

After the theater we stopped by mega Wal-Mart to buy a few things. I encountered two visual delights:

BertErnieYou can ride in a firetruck with Bert and Ernie. I recently heard someone catagorize B & E as frienemies. Bullshit.

Guess you know by now if you’ve been reading this blog that I love the warm colors.

These roses caught my eye.

OrangeRosesAThe rest of the interior at Mega WalMart was pretty surreal in a really hideous corporate nightmarish way.

We scooted home then and to bed.

Good night out.

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Beautiful Women

Posted in esoterica, socialization with tags , , on July 21, 2009 by darcyarts

Flash from the past. Someone offers a long forgotten photo. It looks so good and you begin to remember things.  Dusty synapses get cleaned.

This is a fabulous picture that came back to light in recent days. Patti Ramelli and Susan Miller at Cafe Flore, Market Street, San Francisco circa 1975 (?).

PattiSusanBigHow did Patti not become a super model? Work that camera, girl.

It’s good to see the streaks we made as our rockets flashed though this life.

I’ve probably said this before, but I feel the people I met in San Francisco back in the day were an exceptional group of souls.

Is that just the way your feel when you are young and and in the peak of your social period?

It felt really rare and perfectly exciting. People drawn to the city may have their own complementary POVs.

Thank god for the photographers that were there to document the fire.

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