Date Night

I took Mom to see "Rear Window" at the Alabama Theatre. I was sick as three dogs, so not as much fun as I could have been, but she pretended not to notice.

Showtime was seven, but first the organist spoke, then played an organ solo, followed by an organ sing-a-long. (Can I say that he was proud of his organ without everyone saying I'm dirty??)

I had fun playing "Spot The Hipster" and "Daddy or Sugardaddy?" Cheesy audience members aside, the size of the crowd impressed me-- who knew there were so many people who wanted to see Hitchcock movies on the big screen? I enjoyed the movie, though not as much as mom did (it's one of her all-time favorites).

I also realized how spoiled I am by stadium seating. I kept having to change seats and crane my neck to see around the fat head in front of me. My guess is that the theatre management is aware of these architectural anachronisms as they blatantly tried to curry my favor with the presence of a full bar. It worked. While I didn't actually have a drink, I was delighted just to know that I could if I wanted to. They even had a special theme drink, the "broken leg," in honor of Jimmy Stewart's character.

Also, did any of you know there's a Walk of Fame outside the theatre? I didn't, but I had a Marshall moment when I saw Nell Carter's name.