At work today, I noticed that the door leading out to the dock area is being propped open by two things:
- A somewhat worn-out rubber doorstop that, evidently, isn't sufficient to do the job, and
- A , which is crammed under the door beside the defective doorstop.
My "5 DVDs for $.49 each," of movies I haven't seen, arrived today:
Joe called after work, bored. We decided to go to the 7:20 showing of Flightplan at Mission Valley.
I'd hoped to use two advance-purchased discount tickets to see it, but since it was within its first two weeks of screening, they were not acceptable. I used my NCSU Student ID to get the $5.50 student price instead of the regular $7.50 price.
Movie Synopsis: Flying at 40,000 feet from Berlin to New York, Kyle Pratt (Foster) faces every mother's worst nightmare when her young daughter Julia (Lawston) vanishes mid-flight. Already emotionally devastated by the unexpected death of her husband, Kyle desperately struggles to prove her sanity to the disbelieving flight crew and passengers, while facing the very real possibility that she may be losing her mind. Though neither Captain Rich (Bean), nor Air Marshal Gene Carson (Sarsgaard) want to doubt the bereaved widow, all evidence indicates that her daughter was never on board, resulting in paranoia and doubt among the passengers and crew of the plane. Desperately alone, Kyle can only rely on her own wits to solve the mystery and save her daughter.
I thought the suspense was decent. I didn't like the ending, which will be no surprise to anyone who knows my taste in movies. To me, it was a good movie, but not great. Then, again, I'm totally biased when it comes to Jodie Foster. Love her.
After the movie, Joe and I stopped at Cup-A-Joe's (no relation), and had coffee. Steven, from line-dancing, was sitting out front using his laptop. Several people were on laptops. I didn't know this was a hotspot, and was glad to learn of it.
Steven asked me my last name, and we talked about a note I had received at work today via EAGLE about a panel discussion taking place on October 12th at NCSU, on which I volunteered to take a seat.
It was a little dark in the outside sitting area, which made it hard to see that all of the chairs were wet - some with puddles in the deepest part of the seat.
Fortunately for us, Joe noticed it before we sat down. I sat down on a few pages of The Independent, before removing the page with the crossword puzzle on it.
We watched other people sit down, some of them without noticing the water. Almost as much fun as watching boats too far into the bay to be able to easily turn around, I imagine.