Your Friendly Neighborhood....

We went to see the newest Spiderman flick Friday evening, six o'clock show. We were actually supposed to go with one of Rod's friends, Tommy, but when Tommy hemmed and said that he "couldn't go Friday... maybe Saturday or next week?" Rod did an about-face. "This is serious," he said. "This is Spiderman!" And so we fandango-ed it in time for the first showing.

The man loves superheroes. One of his more endearing qualities, actually. Ask him about the thesis he'll write one day (for the possible PhD in American Studies) comparing superheroes to the nordic gods. Our modern day pantheon is one of his favorite subjects...

Back to the story: we high-tailed it on over to the Cobble Hill Cinemas and, fandango receipt in hand, waited along with dozens upon dozens of young families, groups of tweens, and nannies with their young charges.

At one point I looked around the theater and realized that we were in fact the only adults in the room unaccompanied by a child.

When Fantastic Four comes out we're going to ask our friend Adam if we can borrow his three year-old for the afternoon. You know, for appearances sake...