I'm Off To See The Wizard!!!
Sunday, March 9
You don't know how proud of myself I was for coming up with that title.
Saturday night was a special geeked out night for me. It all started about a month and a half ago with me surfing a videogame website I frequent. During that day I read about a special screening of my all time for some reason favorite movie 1989's epic THE WIZARD in Texas. Well, I don't live in Texas, but "hey, we have a similar theatre in Kansas City that shows stuff like that". And so I checked out the Screenland Theatre's website to find to my surprise, and it truely was a shocker, they had planned a March showing for The Wizard, less than an hour's drive from me.... "Oh Hell Yeah". So I bought two tickets.
That was the easy part.
Fast forward to last Thursday where my partner in crime Brian does his thing and discovers the 1pm showing we had tickets for had been cancelled. You know, it would have been nice to know that ahead of time. And we wouldn't of had he not looked into it. Story is they double booked the theatre room for that day, and where people pay hundreds of dollars to rent it out, cancelling the one showing of the movie was the money maker decision. Apparently they option to even buy tickets for the 1pm showing wasn't up that long anyway, but I had jumped on the opportunity at the time. The management was very happy to make us happy. Which was awesome of them. I got my money back for the showing that nolonger existed, and we got a free ride for the only 9pm showing they had. On top of that they even gave us a few freebies at the concession stand. Kinda sucky for dropping the early showing like that, but they made up for it. God, imagine how pissed we would have been showing up at 1pm otherwise.
Another allegory for the evening; I was hoping to use this trip to Kansas City to flesh out a few of my comic books at a neato shop called Clint's Comics. It closes at 7pm, we got there at five after six. Damned if there wasn't a sign in the window that said "Closed early 3-8-08 at 6pm" Well shit. I knocked on the door as I saw a lone person walking around, so I at least had to try to get in. He said the register had been closed down", a classic line for telling people to get lost, and it was because of some comic book release party somewhere. Ugh. So I ended up going to B-Bop Comics, located coveniently across the street. I found a few I needed. But it sure wasn't no Clint's.
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