Perhaps it’s because Smith got too big budget and commercial right after his super indie, micro budget film Clerks.
Or maybe it’s just because the flick was set at the mall.
I’m not a fan of the mall.
Or shopping in general.
The Hopeless Romantic in me, however, is a huge fan of making that someone special happy. So when The Sweet Irish Girl got all giddy about going to the mall, I was delighted to escort her there.
So off we went, camera crew in tow, to visit the Bangor Mall…
The camera crew was winded just trying to keep up with her!
This Modern Philosopher, who is not a coffee drinker, was just happy to find out their cups weren’t emblazoned with crazy Holiday cheer. It’s too early for Christmas!
It made me think that my old nemesis, Snow Miser, was nearby and desperate to cause a little trouble while I was just trying to have a relaxing vacation.
Luckily, my anxiety meds kicked in and Mall Security was willing to drop the charges for what I did to the snowman if I promised to never again enter that store.
The one thing I absolutely, positively had to find at the mall was a second shoe. I’ve been limping around wearing only this left one for days, and I think my right foot was beginning to think I didn’t love it anymore.
Truth be told, the left one is my favorite, but I understand it’s wrong to give one foot special treatment over another.
I really don’t understand some of the rules on that side of the pond.
My burrito was mucho bueno (who’s multilingual now, Modern Philosophers???) and actually reminded me of the burritos I’d get when I lived in California.
Of course here, they are served without a side of smog and snark…
I just wanted to take this little guy home with me, but I guess that technically might have possibly been considered shoplifting.
And we all know I’m too pretty for prison.
Of course, I always check first to make sure there are no actual Wookies in the vicinity. I’m told they hate it when humans do impressions of them.
Lighten up, fur balls!
Just in case you were wondering.
I happen to be a very serious collector of men’s robes. The Sorting Hat clearly sorted me to Target for a reason.
He’ll do anything for a little publicity. I might know a thing or two about that…
Man, are we ever going to leave this….ooooo, are those Star Wars figures over there????
When that night finally ends, you’re going to need a brand new pillow on which to rest your weary head…
Someone’s got to teach those lazy Leprechauns about the greatest sports team on the planet, am I right?
So that was how I spent my day, Modern Philosophers. Dragged along, kicking and screaming, from store to store in the mall.
It’s a wonder I didn’t die of boredom.
Did I mention she bought me a Darth Vader key chain!!!! The Force is strong in her…