More reason to love China....and the discovery of more non-nonsensical irrational fears

     Last night I went to the Chinese cinema for the first time. I have always loved going to the cinema. It has a nostalgic quality to it. I actually have a proud collection of all my ticket stubs since I was sixteen.  I never keep up with what is coming out so my friends always pick for me. I am the one dragging them to the film nights at the local art museum. They are fun either way. At the art museum I can drink a beer, at the cinema I can have popcorn swimming in enough grease to stop your heart during the previews.

     The cinemas here don't have the greasy popcorn, they have KETTLE CORN. Probably even worse for me because they are like potato chips, you cant have just one (handful). At least with the buttered stuff your mouth will feel like the Sahara desert with a grease slick, a good indication to stop. Kettle corn like the cinema is also very nostalgic to me. I used to always get it at fairs. No matter how much self control I exert the most left in the bag by the time I get home is about 30%. Needless to say, moderation goes out the window with kettle corn.

    What I was also unaware of is that it isn't rude to check your phone, or chit chat with your friend in the theatre. All of the bad habits that were so hard to restrain in the states, especially the chit chat. When you reach the climax of the movie I find it very difficult to not make comments. Having the freedom to do so without dirty looks from the usher was quite nice. This is not the only instance when I have been a bad customer. But that is another day, another article.

   I went to see Interstellar. It was an excellent movie, and much more Hollywood than I am used to. I've been on an indie and foreign kick so seeing things explode and futuristic shit is just the not norm for me. So you can only imagine my vocal reactions to the explosions, I did restrain myself a bit, out of respect for the other patrons.

    As much as I enjoyed this movie I discovered yet another thing I find unsettling. The infinite of outer space. There is something very unsettling about vastness. Which brings me to the rest of this post. The realization that the things I am terrified of are not only abnormal, they really don't make a lick of sense.


  I think I got my days cardio in from doing Google image searches for these.

   1. Infinite space- Something I can't wrap my head around.

   2. Shipwrecks- There is something really somber and ominous about them.

   3. Old fashioned scuba equipment- I read 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea way too young.

    I used to want nothing to do with cockroaches, and now I can handle them. I am not quite sure how to get over these. But if you ever want to ruin my day, you now know how.