okay, so i succumbed to my husband's whims ... not like that ... and went to the dollar theater with him yesterday to see jason x.

that's right, i said jason x.

low and behold, tuesdays at the dollar theater are 50 cent tuesdays, so, as julie said, we could be sure that this fine film would be worth every penny we paid to see it!!

first problem: this movie is rated R, as in raunchy, revolting, rancorous. it was really really gory and super distugsting, as you might imagine ... and the place is full of children. little children. like three years old. ack.

second problem: there are maybe thirty people in the theater, i.e. plenty of room for us all to spread out a bit, ya know. jeremy, me, and julie have a whole row to ourselves and are seated in that order ... until ... this smelly kid --and when i say smelly i'm talking that really rank, adolescent, no-deodorant-wearing BO stank-- comes and sits down right.beside.julie.

then he pulls his lighter out of his pocket, lights it, shows it to julie.

yeah. she freaked. she jumped up and sat on the other side of jeremy, leaving me unprotected on the smelly-kid side. luckily, he didn't seem to want to have anything to do with me. having a big pregnant belly can sometimes be an advantage, i suppose.