Out sitting in a field...

Didgeridoo Boy and I are going to a drive-in movie to see "Jaws" this evening. There's a triple feature that also includes "Back to the Future" and the singalong version of "Grease", but frankly, all we really care about is "Jaws". We were both too young to see it on a big screen at the time of its initial release, and we're both complete freaks about it, so you might be safe in saying we're a tad excited.

Just one thing - you do realize, don't you, that drive-in movies don't start until dusk? And I failed to mention that "Back to the Future" and "Grease" will be shown prior to "Jaws". According to our calculations, we'll be leaving the drive-in movie around 3.30am - - and then we have an hour's drive back home. Didge is planning to help himself stay awake via the consumption of energy drinks, and since he's already very revved up about seeing "Jaws" in this format? Hello? I know you get me, so I won't elaborate.

But it'll be worth it. We need this healing from childhood deprivation - hell, neither of us even got one of those cool t-shirts, and we've both been reeling from the shame and injury since the summer of 1975. This is about closure as much as it is about doing something cool.

So cross your fingers for us that I don't forget the insect repellent and that Didge doesn't do something rash during the wait for "Jaws" to start.

Enjoy your weekend!