The Penultimate Movie Goer

A quiet evening at home with
no interruptions…Friday night
at the movies!
Freshly made popcorn, the kind
I like, no compromises, the
natural stuff with no salt,
no fake butter, no taste.
Haagen Dazs vanilla bean ice
cream for my second course.
I settle into the spot in the
dinette bench where
the spring is broken, stretch
my legs across to the other bench,
slouch into the movie watching posture.
Aaah, no dogs underfoot, no one
else hogging the other bench,
battling for limited real estate.
Open up the laptop, plug in the
speakers and log into Neflix,
survey the vast array
or possibilities with that delicious
feeling when you make all the choices.
I settle on a Spanish film to get
ready for Costa Rica and a fun
film to finish off my night
of popcorn and vanilla
ice cream.
Twelve minutes of Belle Epoque,
seven of Ratatouille, popcorn
and ice cream gone.
The penultimate movie goer.