jmatonak

Okay, get this

My sister, who is coming out of the Nerd Closet, insists we must go see Revenge of the Transforming Robots in IMAX. She bullies a large group into the 7:45 show. The fancy-pants theater is an hour and half away. So far, no big. Everyone hustles to be ready by 5, we basically are, and all is well. But no!

At 4:15, she calls to say she has an "important project"- which apparently sprang from the sea-foam like Aphrodite, sometime in the last two hours- and we're going to the 11 PM show.

I love my sister. But...