I went to purchase some hiking pants. I need talls. I could find only one in my size. I'm not freakishly tall but it's not like there are tons of people matching my height and weight out there, not enough to account for this massive shortage. This leads me to believe that there are a bunch of short girls buying up all the tall sizes, thereby not leaving any for those of us that actually need them. They've got their girlfriend in the dressing room talking about Hannah Montana and what type of gum they're chewing: "They're a little long but *giggle* I'll just roll them up. Won't I look cuuuuute?"

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If I see you, I'm going to beat you with a stick, I swear it.

/rant

So, I went to see Ironman. I tend to be a harsh movie critic. I don't mind a good superhero movie but I would like it to have a little more than just explosions. And please, for the love of all that is good in the universe, please spare me the sappy love stories. *gags* To illustrate the point, I pretty much loathed Transformers. And don't even get me started on Revenge Of The Sith, and this is coming from a die-hard Star Wars fan.

So what did I think of Ironman? Believe it or not, I actually liked it. I'm fairly shocked myself. Now you don't have to love Robert Downey Jr. and all his drug problems but, I have to tell you, he's a fairly good actor and the script seemed well written. I mean, there were explosions, of course, but I was enjoying the parts in the movie where things weren't even blowing up. I know!!! So I kind of figure that's a good thing. But if you loved Transformers and want to see nothing but explosions, you may be disappointed. If that happens let me know, then I'll know never to take movie advice from you.

And by the way, the world is still awesome. [link]



















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