Inglorious Basterds

I dunno what is up with the old ladies in this town. It's like a migration of blood-thirsty little old grannies in and out of that theater. They are LOVING it. Make note Quentin - you have a whole new demographic.

And so it begins. . . .

Welcome to my first blog.
So, why a blog?
Because you people are driving me NUTS!

Several years ago when I first opened my own little theater, it seemed like such a fun and exciting way to spend my twilight years. Just me and my spouse watching films and sharing them with people who love films. I imagined days of intense cinematic discussions in the lobby over lattes and teens on their first date and families who trusted that my place would have quality entertainment for them.
Okay, well maybe I did get that. But I got a whole lot more that I hadn't counted on.

So, here's my plan. I'm going to ruminate and vent and suggest and compliment and share the life of a small theater owner. I'm keeping myself a secret to protect the guilty and avoid insulting the innocent. AND YOU KNOW WHICH ONE YOU ARE!!!!!

So, please buy a ticket and sit back in your comfy chair, slurp on a soda, munch some corn and enjoy. But, please, keep your feet off the seats!