Well my wife and I went to see her mother and step-father in South Dakota (actually, I'm still here and we leave on Tuesday but I thought I would write this now) in a tiny little town called, Spearfish. Things that have happened so far: 1. My allergy to cats has kicked in over-time due to the three short hair cats in the house. 2. I've spent most of my time reading Clive Barker's Books Of Blood: Volumes 1-3. 3. Due to the higher altitude, the air is thinner and I am in a perpetual state of asthma (also due to the kitties). 4. Her parents are non-smokers so we have been forced to smoke outside in the harsh cold weather. I'm anxiously waiting pneumonia or bronchitis. 5. Because this is a tiny tiny town all of her friends hang out in the bars (which is really not my thing, but still okay) so I've drank more than my fair share of alchohol. 6. I've seen more cowboy hats than I ever want to in my entire life. 7. I've had a lot of great "relations" with my wife (if you know what I mean ) 8. Her step-father is a big action-movie buff so I've watch several action movies that I don't care to admit seeing. 9. My wife gave me a tarot card reading and I found out on three different occasions that I am going to die of natural causes before the age of fifty. Yeah... ... .... ... that's all I can really say about that. Two lame situations: 1. One night at the bar (almost all college kids) this lame group of cowboy hat wearing-cowboy boot doning-big belt buckle toting-creepy serial killer vertical pin-stripe shirt (see pictures of Jeff Dahmer) wearing-lasso using-mullet adorning group of hicks of the 30 something crowd came in and sat at a table. While I was zoning out to the music and drinking my screw-driver (drink, not Phillips) I suddenly realized COUNTRY music came on. I could go on about country music, but I won't. But I painfully sat through two country songs in a row. Then, after I almost achieved hernia status from the pain of country music, harder type rock came on and from bands I actually had CDs of. That's when the real lameness occured. As I was grooving to the the "P-Hat and awe dat" sound, one of the lame hicks got the attention of the waitress and asked that the music be changed. I couldn't believe it. Becuase they were dumb hicks, they didn't realize that it was the magical "jukebox" that was spouting out the devil's music. So, they turned off the speakers in all but one area by the pool tables. I couldn't hear the music and there was no place for me to go by the pool tables, I was stuck having to stare at "Dakota Lasso Team" on the back of one of the guys jacket for the next 20 minutes. I was dumbfounded. Not only did these people waltz into a public establishment and demand that the atmostphere be catered to their tastes/preferences, but to some degree... IT DID GET CHANGED!!! Needless to say, I was very lamed out. 2. I saw The Lord of the Rings for the third time in this small town theater and it was the worst movie theater experience in a long time. I'll break it down since this thread is a little too long by now: a) The theater had no stadium seating and during the first 45 minutes of the film I only saw 2/3 of the film screen because of "Satchel Pete" and his big head. I finally moved during the: b) when there was supposed to be a reel change, "Scooter" forgot to do his job and suddenly the film when out for about 10 minutes. I made my move. c) These two moms, "Linda" and "Donna" behind us kept talking loudly throughout most of the film and commented on EVERYTHING. And "Donna" kept saying, "UH HUH" in the most obnoxious way I've ever heard. They were so busy talking that they kept asking each other what was going on becuase they didn't pay attention. Chatty blubbering moms. d) "Rosco" kept breathing through his nose so loud that I actually heard him four rows away during loud scenes. Then he kept eating and crumpling his popcorn bag in the most annoying manner during most of the film. I mean, think about it! I could actually hear someone breathing through their nose over the loud action parts in a movie theater!!! e) The theater didn't even have Dolby Digital. If they did, it wasn't properly working/connected because I sat right by a surround speaker and not once did any sound come through it or the other surrounds. f) There was a constant light source being reflected on the screen which annoyed the crap out of me. g) Even though this is the third time I've seen LOTR, I loved every minute of it and looked forward to all scenes. Thanks for letting me vent. I can't wait to get home and submerge myself in Final Fantasy X!