Growing up, one of my best friends’ father was a little nutty–and not in a good way. Sometimes when I would call he would answer, “The sun is up and so are we … ”
Ah, the days before Caller ID; days when you could quietly hang up on someone you didn’t want to talk to and they would be none the wiser.
Today, however, his wacky greeting keeps looping in my mind–I can’t get away from it. The sun’s up; I’m up; and that’s pretty much all I have to say about it. We can only hope the caffeine kicks in soon.
Perhaps it’s all the sadness in the world. Perhaps it’s the fact I started walking again this weekend and every inch of my body hurts. Perhaps it’s the heat. We finally joined the ranks of the rest of you hot tamales, sweating our way into the triple digits. With that in mind, we did the only thing to do under such circumstances: we sat in an air conditioned theatre, sipping soda, watching Captain America.
Loved it, by the way. Loved the 1940’s period settings, the nod to Marvel history, and last, but certainly not least, the story. Chris Evans brought Captain America to life–and you can’t go wrong with Stanley Tucci or Tommy Lee Jones. It was simply a fun escape.