This weekend is proving to be cold, so earlier today we did one of our favorite weekend pastimes and went to the matinee. Matinees are great in New York, because 1) it's only $6 and 2) half of the city isn't awake yet, so they are usually not crowded (unless you're seeing something the first weekend, but you definitely don't have to get there as early). We went to see True Grit. Me likey. Mr. D. likey.
About 20 minutes into the movie, I heard someone snoring. At first, I thought it was part of the soundtrack. No, it was a guy all the way in the front - everyone in the theater could hear him (only about 15 of us). Eventually, it just became background noise, but Mr. D kept glaring at the guy every once in a while - not that he knew.
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