Finally, caved to the laws of supply and demand. The only gent who had what I wanted only had primo. And.. I dont want to pay for that right now.. But finally a couple weeks without (Res hit here, company coming by there) I gave in and payed for a bag of primo. This stuff is pretty good though, when you finally relax enough for it to take effect it gives a ripple to your vision. Normally this isn't cause enough for a blog, but I dont have much else going on and it may be a while before I'm online again.
 Oh yeah, I'm going to throw up on the next people who bring  a baby to a movie without reading what the hell is in it. My bud buddy and I smoked it up for I am Legend (despite my refusal of all things Will Smith) and.. yeah. Baby and 4 year old. Exactly what the theatre ambience needs. Now, dont get me wrong, I could see how this could happen and the parents be completely unaware of what was in store for their children. Like, if you only catch the first half of the commercial before you turn the t.v. off, and then you go home and you down a bottle of whiskey and then smack yourself in the face with the butt end of it while trying to throw it at that painting you hate, and then you win 75$ in the lottery and your wife has an open mind and her sister really does need the money more than you do, I could see how something like taking your children to a movie that, to your knowledge, was a well dressed black man playing with lions and his dog. That actually sounds like a pretty good movie to watch right there.
 But no
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It wasn't a feel good romp with the former fresh prince of Bellaire. It was a jump in your face BLERGH movie with guns and vampire zombie cancer patients. And then it was a Will smith limping around like a weiny to create some semblance of suspense when we start to wonder if this movie is a peice of crap that's just going to ruin your buzz for the next forty minutes. 

 Anyways, sure enough the kids were crying and the whole audience was actualy pretty lame. I hate Will Smith movies.