On Saturday, I did something I've never done before. I went online and ordered movie tickets. For a midnight show. On opening night. What movie, you ask? "The Hunger Games," of course.
Yes, at 12:01AM on Friday morning, I will be in my seat, eyes glued to the screen, waiting for my first glimpse of Katniss Everdeen. I can't wait. It's going to be awesome, except for the fact that movie seats always scare me. The older I get, the more I find myself wondering who sat there before and how clean they were when they sat down. Seriously, when I sit in movie seats, I try as hard as I can to keep my head from touching the seat back. I'm worried that I'm going to get lice or something. Airplane seats don't bother me that way -- at least, not yet.
Other than my fear of movie seats, the only other problem is figuring out exactly what time to get to the theater. If I have to sit in one of those rows way up front, with my head tilted back uncomfortably and the images much too close, I'll not be happy.
I'm guessing that the theater will let us in around 11:15PM. But, I imagine that there will be a line to get inside. And, that line will probably be made up mostly of teen-age girls. Who knows when those teen-age girls will start to form the line? I'm a 44-year old man. I have no idea what goes on in the mind of a teen-age girl. All I know is that, like them, I'm going to see the midnight screening of "The Hunger Games." Like I said before, I can't wait. I may even have to miss Syracuse's Sweet 16 game to hold my place in line. I'd complain about that but my right to complain expired right about the time I turned in my Man Card to purchase those movie tickets.
This is where the magic happens.
