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realthog ([personal profile] realthog) wrote2009-07-16 05:14 pm

spousal duties



Oh, gawd, I'm being dragged orft to see Harry Potter and the Half-Cut Prince tonight. Wish me strength, folks.

Last night we likewise went out on a date, and we discovered a magnificent beer: Troeg's Hopback Amber. Now, if I could smuggle a few bottles of that into the cinema tonight perhaps it'd help with the ol' fortitude . . .




[identity profile] avengangle.livejournal.com 2009-07-16 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
See, I was nasty and dragged my long-suffering spouse to a midnight showing, so count yer blessings . . .

[identity profile] realthog.livejournal.com 2009-07-16 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)

"count yer blessings"

I have told Pam this, and she is much pleased.

Do give Ben my sympathies . . .

[identity profile] pds-lit.livejournal.com 2009-07-16 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Way to go! Our local flea pit does not offer midnight showings so my Dearest did not get that pleasure. LOL!

[identity profile] realthog.livejournal.com 2009-07-16 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)

Oh, I dunno. With a midnight showing I might have been able to sleep through it . . .

[identity profile] fledgist.livejournal.com 2009-07-17 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
I recommend Old Granddad for that.

[identity profile] realthog.livejournal.com 2009-07-17 02:29 am (UTC)(link)

I got the bottled Troeg's after we'd come home. It's one of those extremely rare occasions when the bottled version is near as dammit indistinguishable from the draft: if I had the two side by side I could probably detect a difference, but as I'm concerned (and likewise a sampling Pam) the two are identical.

Unfortunately, the brewery declines to ship more than a few hours away from its home, so you'll have no luck looking for it in Atlanta. But if you're ever up in these parts . . .

[identity profile] avengangle.livejournal.com 2009-07-17 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
Midnight showings make me feel old. (I'm 26.) It isn't so much the sleep deprivation but the CHILDREN. *sigh*

But yeah, it was pretty awesome. :)

[identity profile] realthog.livejournal.com 2009-07-17 02:21 am (UTC)(link)

One of the kids just a few feet away from us at tonight's performance let out an ear-piercing scream at a frightening bit, and I leapt a yard in my seat. It was actually the scream rather than the frightening bit that made me jump; the kid's young eyes spotted the bit in question long before I did, so it was only during my descent, as it were, that I saw what it was she'd screamed at.

[identity profile] mylefteye.livejournal.com 2009-07-17 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
Hahaha! So, did you jump twice?

[identity profile] realthog.livejournal.com 2009-07-17 02:09 pm (UTC)(link)


"So, did you jump twice?"

No! The frightening bit wasn't all that frightening, once I spotted it. It was the scream wot scared the bejabers out of me.