[Swimmer]

Sitting in the theater last night in East Bridgewater waiting for the new Bourne Ultimatim movie to start, on comes the adds. I have never heard anything so loud inside in my life. And childish, immature, not well-done promos that if I were the owners of the company that the ads were made for I wouldn't pay the ad business that cearted them. Why does it have to be so friekin loud? Remember the companies, yup I do, and I'll never purchase the chit advertised again ever.

The movie was awesome though. And just a little loud.

And thanks to the old lady behind me that snuck her own food into the theatre, which was in a bag that made crinkling sounds, next to my right earlobe, through the entire show, you tried but didn't manage to ruin my night.