Hello, well, another Super Bowl has come and gone. And I won a dollar!
By Dean Meyer
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Which is actually one of the few football bets I’ve won in several years. I won it from Evan, one of my grandchildren. I know I shouldn’t gloat, but kids have to learn early that gambling is not good.
The game was one of the best games in a long time. If they hadn’t talked about the deflated balls for two weeks, it would have been much better. Maybe it should be pointed out that after all, it is a game.
Enough of that. I’m sure the Seahawk fans are ready to hang the offensive coach that called that pass. And I am just as sure the Patriot fans are ready to kiss him. And to tell the truth, I didn’t care who won. Other than my dollar bet!
Shirley and I don’t go out to movies too often. Once in awhile, and then when I pay for the pop and popcorn, I remember why I don’t care to go out to movies. But we do watch movies on TV occasionally.
Now, the other night I’m flipping through some available movies and there it was, “The Interview”. The movie that nearly caused WWIII. You know. The one the North Koreans were upset about.
Well, after everyone from the garbage man to President Obama had weighed in on this movie, we felt it was our patriotic duty to watch it. Boy, you talk about wasting two hours of an old mans life, this was it.
Now, I’m not a movie critic. And I’m not the guy that puts the stars up for rating movies, but this has to be one of the worst films ever made. And if Kim Chow Who, or whatever, sat through the entire film, he had to do so hoping it would get better. But trust me, it doesn’t.
So take it from me, don’t bother watching it. You will be sorry.
That reminds me of when I was a kid and staying at a 4-H camp at the fairgrounds in Minot. Being a country boy, this was a big deal. And our group walked uptown to the Empire Theatre to watch a movie. Like I said, this was a big deal. Minot had streetlights and everything! We didn’t even have stop signs in Berthold.
The movie seats were plush. There was carpeting on the floor. The buttered popcorn was real butter. There was a balcony. Ushers took you to your seat. My, oh my. It was a treat.
And do you know what? The movie was in color! We hadn’t had black and white TV for very long in our homes, and all of a sudden there were colored movies!
I don’t remember what the movie was. Maybe Old Yeller. I made my grandkids watch it the other night.
And I will tell you this, I miss Walt Disney. He wouldn’t have made the Interview.