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Monday, October 13, 2003
Mamaia was lonely. Nobody invited her to any Thanksgiving parties and she's been living here all along. At least I had an invitation from Vancouver Karen. I have been feeling really dumb today but poor Mamaia is worse. She walks very slowly and she wheezes when she breathes.
I phoned to ask if she needs me to drive her to the Superstore. But Superstore is closed on Thanksgiving. (Save On Foods, my prefered supermarket, is open until midnight.) I had planned to visit Mamaia anyhow but I needed to rush off to Michael's before 6 PM. Just as I was about to run out the door, she called and said she wants to take me to a movie.
"What do you want to see?" I asked.
"Anything, as long as there are no aliens."
Mamaia wanted to see Mambo Italiano and I agreed to see it again. When we were standing in the theatre line-up, Serge and Michelle appeared behind us. They were off to see Kill Bill. I wanted to see that too and suddenly so did Mamaia. She likes action movies. I am not sure if she's heard of Tarantino, though. I imagine she prefers the more old-fashioned action movies with Stallone & that freak Austrian governor. Finally we decided on Mambo Italiano.
I didn't laugh this second time. It is definitely a one-time movie. And they cut out the cute scene when Angelo and Gino are in the tent - censorship for the suburbs?
Mamaia whispered that Luke Kirby has nice eyes, "like a girl." And as we were walking out, she said, "See? That Gino guy switched back to being normal." I pointed out that he was still very gay and referred to the last camping scene.
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