Half Baked? Or Four Hours Over-baked? Day 13.
I got a great night's sleep and woke up in the morning and got ready to go and see a couple of short films with Melanie. The films were divided up the night before, since there were two films showing at the same time. Arbi and Luther fought hard to get the tickets to
Kirsten Dunst's directorial debut,
"Welcome."
As I was drying my hair, Arbi walked in and informed Melanie and I that we should leave right now if we didn't want to miss the movie. So we got dressed quickly, grabbed some breakfast, and we made the really short walk in the crazy snow and arrived just in time for the movie.
The shorts were really great, but I would have to say that my favorite movie was called,
"A Relationship in Four Days" by directed and written by Peter Glanz. It was an adorable short about a man who was idealistic with grand expectations for himself but has never lived up to any of them.
After the movie, Melanie, Luther, Arbi and I went to the Albertson's to purchase some food to make lunch and dinner for the night. During this trip, Luther and Arbi let slip that they actually arrived late to the movie and couldn't get in! Melanie and I thought it was too ironic that we managed to take our time and we managed to make it to our movie, but they had left early and still managed to miss it. I bought some gloves and some soup and as we were putting things into the car, we turned around and saw Quentin Tarantino loading groceries into his car.
I came back to the lodge and took a nap. When I woke up, the rest of the gang decided that they were going to go snowboarding, so they had to purchase gloves, hats, and snowboarding pants. Since I was still a little sick, I realized the last thing I needed was to hang out outside in the snow all day snowboarding. So I sat in front of the fireplace and watched
"Bring It On" and ate the wonderful jambalaya that Luther had made for everyone.
By the end of the movie, I get a panicked phone call from Melanie. She said, "Katharine, we're heading back right now, but can you please turn off the oven. We left the pot roast in the oven for over 4 hours now. I don't want the entire lodge to burn down." I ran to the oven and opened it up and looked inside. It smelled a little burnt, but amazingly enough, it was just fine. As a matter of fact... even edible. So we had pot roast for dinner.
Later that night, Melanie, Luther and I went to go and meet one of Arbi's friends. We went to a small pub and while we were there, we met a couple of USC film students. We had an interesting discussion with one of them named Johnny about microloans, which somehow developed into a heated debate about capitalism and natural selection. I guess this happens when you put two intelligent boys together, give them beer, and expect them to impress some girls.
Nonetheless, phone numbers were exchanged as all of us headed home.