Here’s the sound of me getting the plates for my little car – the woman at the MTO was giving me lots of funny looks as I placed the H4 on the counter and said ” don’t mind that”, and continued to shoot it and me mistrusting looks throughout the transaction, but it’s done.
I also went to see The Dark Knight, as did everyone else in the world. And not unlike mot other people in the world, I thought it was pretty great. Really dark, but really great.
I think what disturbs me most about the movie isn’t the fact that a psychopath playing crazy killing jokes on people is portrayed so well that it’s terrifying; it’s the fact that a real human being had to sit and think about those killing games A screen writer, director, whoever, but someone’s job was to sit and think of complex and horrifying riddles that would involve the deaths of multiple people and keep everyone confused.
the line up for the line to get in line to get in the theater.
Down in front.