Blogging to Blog
So I went to see "I am Legend" yesterday. I thought it was a pretty good movie although it was slightly depressing. This isn't a bad quality in a film, it jut caught me off guard. This blog isn't about the movie though. Its about soda. Specifically the cup you put the soda in and the subsequent holders for said cup.
AMC 24 at Stapely Center in Mesa has new cups for their large sodas. No longer is it a giant wax covered cardboard tub like the medium and small, but a slick and smooth plastic cup. A cup your could take home with you, and if your are so inclined, us for a few week. It is of sturdy quality that appears will be able to withstand the ravages of a few runs in the dishwasher. It would also make a great coin cup to save up for movie tickets, especially if you don't have a student ID or go to the matinées, like I do.
Unfortunately all is not well in the land of huge screens and overpriced concessions. The tower of cold, carbonated goodness has one fatal flaw. The cup follows the form of most plastic cups seen in the fast food saturated world of ours. The top of the cup is large and it tapers and the bottom, with a section at the very bottom of the cup that is indented to be an even smaller circle. I am sure you are all familiar with this form, the purpose of which is to make this over sized behemoth fit into the standard cup holder (which is conveniently sized to accommodate a reasonable amount of beverage). Unfortunately the new cup from the theater does NOT fit in the provided cup holder.
Thats right, after spending $5 for $1 of soda full to the brim with ice, no matter how many times you tell them no ice, you also get the privilege of holding said beverage in your hands for the next 2 hours. Sure, you could put the drink on the floor, but then you risk the kicking it over in a fit of laughter or an uncontrollable flinch as an alien bursts from someone's chest cavity.
You could put this ice cold (and usually sweating) beverage in your lap (or nestled in your crotch) but I don't go to "those kind of movies."
After 2 hours I have to say I did enjoy the movie, and my 64 oz ( 24 after ice) of cherry coke. I did not enjoy my 2 cold hands or the fact the my manhood had shriveled itself back into boyhood.
I hope you enjoyed this unnecessary ramble as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Oh, BTW, Christmas was pretty good. I got a bunch of DVDs to watch with my new 5.1 surround sound system. I also got a skateboarding penguin. My wife got pearls, lots of pearls.