a "chick flick" with my wife, just for the popcorn.  Granted, the experts say butter and salt are bad for a person but I've discovered they're good for popcorn.
• I've got a movie story to share from my high school years.  Between my junior and senior year, I went out on a date with a very pretty and popular girl in my class.  This girl had a perpetual steady boyfriend her entire time in high school.  Boys like me seldom had a chance to ask her out because she just wasn't available.  But for two weeks that summer, she had broken up with one boy and there was this tiny window of opportunity to ask her out.
• Now I was a farm kid, not very sophisticated and pretty shy.  It was like Goober asking Marilyn Monroe out.  I asked and she accepted. We triple dated and went to a movie.  The movie was an Edgar Allen Poe trilogy I believe with "The Raven", "The Pit and the Pendulum" and something else.  I remember this movie date very, very well.  As the movie was progressing, I was trying to get up the courage to put my arm around this young lady/Marilyn.  Back in the early 60's it took courage to do those things.  I spent what seemed like hours slowly working my arm around the back of her seat.  Finally my arm made it around

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