I guess I missed a great Superbowl, huh?

I was pulling a double at the Second City Improv class. Did a makeup for the week I missed and then I was one of the very few in our late afternoon class. Came home too tired to do much but collapse and warm up some leftover Chinese carryout. I might have been interested in the Puppy Bowl/Kitty Halftime Show on Animal Planet, but...we don't have cable. Have to catch highlights on the Animal Planet Website.

In other news, there is no other news -- except a hell of a lot more snow. It's supposed to be warm enough to rain today, so I hope that clears some of it away. Oak Park can't seem to be bothered with plowing anything but the single-family home streets.

I feel like this is a craptastic post so I'll put up some LOLcats. This weeks theme is "Cats behind the wheel":
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So our cat Luna is lying on the office poof, and her sworn enemy, Spooker, wants a comfortable nap spot on the fleece blanket crumpled on the end of it. He climbs on and she starts hissing and growling but not doing much else. Now he's lying down, but every once in a while he turns his head toward her and looks at her, and she starts her growling and hissing again. Then each pretends the other isn't there some more.

This has been going on for twenty minutes. Sitzkrieg at its finest.

Oh, speaking of catfights, saw this on kradical's lj:
Star Trek Music Catfight.

And I can't concentrate. Good thing I had a productive morning.

Sometimes I fantasize about running a small-to-medium sized business just because I think it's cool and fills a need.

Ferinstance, I worry that today's teens are missing out on all the fun of the drive-in experiences I had as a young person. Sure the speakers sucked and the weather intervened, but damn it was a good time on a Friday night.

I wouldn't mind running one.

First off, I could show cool old 70mm 2.76:1 movies the way they were meant to be seen. I could do keen-o Double Feature pairings, like Plan 9 From Outer Space followed by Ed Wood, or Mad Max and Mad Max 2: The Road Warrior or both versions of The Producers or The Phantom Menace and a good Star Wars movie. Digital sound over HD radio, and if you don't have it in your vehicle you can rent a boombox for a modest charge.

I'd also charge by the car, rather than the person, so nobody would have to be smuggled in in the trunk.

The lot would be paved, because you'd press a button on your post and order through a mike and the carhop would come to you, preferably on rollerskates. Girls on skates bringing food and vanilla cokes is a must. And yeah, I suppose it objectifies women, but most women in the food service industry don't mind a little objectification if they get a better tip out of it. And it's not like they'd be wearing Hooters shorts. Just cheerleader costumes. Except on burlesque night.

The great thing about drive-ins is that even if the movie sucks there's always your date. One of my fondest memories is a night at the drive in with my college girlfriend. We brought in a bottle of wine. The movie was Star Trek V. You do the math.

That's just one of the reasons why it's so cool to have your audience compartmentalized. Teenagers can be noisy obnoxious assholes within the confines of their cars and not bother others. Idiots can talk to the screen all they want and doofuses can ask the poor SOBs they're with stupid "why did she say that?" questions to their heart's content. Married couples can bring the kids in PJs and turn down the volume after the kids fall asleep. People can smoke during the movie.

Freedom!

Of course it would lose money, hundreds of thousands of dollars in sound systems alone, I'm sure, unless I put explosive dye markes in 'em like they do for bank robberies. But still, it's a fun fantasy.