The Twilight Zone? in A small but passable life.
- May 10, 2015, 6:15 a.m.
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Mom got a call from my sis today so we headed off to Maricopa. Mom let me drive. Oh goody! Eastbound towards the city then south. Freeway all the way. Mom had wrote down the directions so of course we got lost right after entering Maricopa. Mom got sis on the phone and sis talked to me all the way to her house. We were really close. Mom had wrote down one turn as a left when it should have been a right. No biggie.
(Mom had spent an hour cussing at her smart phone (Galaxy 6?) earlier today trying to figure out how the GPS works before she gave up on it.)
We all went to a huge movie theater. We were going to see the new Avengers movie. The theater was nuts. After we got the tickets we took an elevator up to the second floor. Yeah, two floors. I had stopped to take a leak so I was alone when I presented my ticket to the usher. And then another employee escorted me (?) to screen number 15 while telling me about how to order food or drinks or snacks. Once inside number 15 we found Mom and sis already seated in a row of three recliners and holding menus. Menus? Okay.
During the previews a waitress showed up and took our orders. A little later here she comes back with food and these little tables that attached to the arm of the recliner.
The movie had started by then so there I am eating a cheeseburger and fries in the dark with 3-D glasses on. Adventure time!
I have no idea what the movie was about other than they saved the world from something. And really, any movie with Scarlett Johansson is a good movie.
After the movie we stopped at Walmart so I could go in and buy sis a coax cable for her TV. I made it in and out pretty quickly despite it being crazy crowded.
We stopped at sis’s house so I could hook the cable up. We didn’t visit for too long. Sis was ready for a nap.
Maricopa? It looked like any place in the Valley to me. Gated communities plunked down in the desert for seemingly no reason at all, other than to spend borrowed money and spur financial speculation. Crazy. Like something from The Twilight Zone.
Sis has three chemo treatments left and then she’ll have about six weeks to wait to see what to be done next. She’s lost a lot of weight. And she’s really tired.
We didn’t take the freeway home. We just headed east then north then back east. Every boulevard looked like the last one. Store names repeated themselves every couple of miles. We stopped close to the house to top off the gas tank. We were home right at dusk.
That was the longest I’ve driven in YEARS. And I don’t miss it. I’d rather just ride and look out the window.
I’ve found a new Atwood book of short stories at the library so now I have something to take to the pool.
Anyway, enough scribbling for now.
Last updated May 10, 2015
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