Last night at 11:30pm, I took my little sister
to see "Pirates of the Caribbean". It was 2 hours and 45 minutes (too long), but I liked it. It could have been the delirium, but I thought it was pretty good.
Or it could have been the eye patch, foam sword and bandanna. We were all pumped to be pirates until we got to the movie. People were not so welcome. The ticket guy saw us and asked if we had lit the bathroom on fire, I thought he was kidding- he wasn't. I had to assure him that we were the most respectable pirates that helped, not hurt the public. I also bought blue and red bandannas and we saw the movie in West Valley. I am sure we don't fit the normal "gangsta" stereotype, but I should have thought a little before I bought. Good thing not many Bloods or Crips carry swords, well at least not foam ones.
I was so tired that I forgot my camera, but here are a few shots on my camera phone, prior to us giving up on the whole idea altogether.
I am so tired today.