Death at a Funeral

On Sunday, my dear friend Sammy called and practically made me get out of the house to see "Death at a Funeral" at Fine Arts Café. I really didn't feel like going out, it's been raining for almost a week and I had lots of work to do. On the way to the movie theatre I came upon one of the most annoying things some drivers do. I was driving at about 45mph in a 55mph minimum highway (but most people drive at around 60-65mph). Suddenly, a guy with a van behind me decides to continually flash his lights (low lights and bright lights), thinking that for some mystical reason this was going to force me to speed up, at night, in the rain. The effects of his actions made me slow down to about 25mph and adjust my rear view mirror so the light wouldn't keep hurting my eyes. The man starts honking his horn and now it's even harder for him to change lanes, he finally gets out of the lane and I can continue driving at the pace I was. Why do people do this? The only purpose I see in this mode of "hurrying people" is causing an accident. This also happened on the way back home, in a 5+ lane highway, with light traffic, just as the first one. Why can't they just change lanes? My mother sarcastically said:"Because it takes a while for them to realize that they CAN change lanes."

Finally, at the movie theatre, I meet some of Sammy's friends, all of them very nice and fun. I also met up with my good friend Zahíli, who I haven't seen in a bit.

The movie was great! Although a bit predictable at times, it was just what I needed, a hillarious and smart film. But, for a moment, I found myself at some point wondering how disastrous that experience could be for me. My worries where soothed by the monologue at the end. Go see this movie!