Quotidian Loveliness

So, Rocky Balboa premieres tonight. As a Philadelphian expatriate, it is incumbent on me to go.

My plan is to get a cheesesteak at The Shack  in Santa Monica (they have the only decent cheesesteak in town. It's close but not perfect...the bread isn't right.) and then to the movie at the Mann Criterion on the Promenade at 7:30. Who's with me?

My ad on match.com:

2/3 pirate, 1/3 geek.
SWP (single white pirate) seeks lovely adventurous playmate for various combinations of the three naval traditions. (match wouldn't let me say the one other than rum and the lash...but if you know what I'm talking about... pick any two.)  Must love: scurvy, sea-sickness and comic books. Must loathe: Republicans, plastics, and that blasted pirate-hunter, Captain Hardworthy. I'll get him one day. Please have your own parrot, peg-leg, eyepatch, hook or monkey, as you see fit. Rum, lime and adventure provided. Also romantic sea-chanties. As long as you think "what do you do with a drunken sailor" is romantic.

Any woman who responds to that is clearly a good match for me.