Channeling our inner ooga chakras....
Jul. 5th, 2014 05:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
captainsblogOne of the odd bennies of seeing Dear Mr. Watterson (btw, happy birthday today, Bill:) at the Buffalo International ::koff:: Film Festival last year was it got us on some studio lists for free preview screenings. We did two late last fall, both at the Amherst: Philhomena, which we adored, and Saving Mr. Banks, which medicine didn't go down nearly as well. Both them bombarded me with review requests, and I was honestly nice with the one and not-so-nice with the other.
The Disney invitations seem to have ceased, but today, one came in for a Monday night sneak peek at Guardians of the Galaxy. We saw the second trailer for it at X-Men DOFP, and it was a hoot. Or whatever sound raccoons make:
That's Monday night. Tomorrow's the first of six straight early days for me- to meet up with a longtime AOL friend I've never met in person and her BF, who are visiting the area. Pancakes and genealogy, yo. Then it gets compicated. Maybe I need a tree as a sidekick.
The Disney invitations seem to have ceased, but today, one came in for a Monday night sneak peek at Guardians of the Galaxy. We saw the second trailer for it at X-Men DOFP, and it was a hoot. Or whatever sound raccoons make:
That's Monday night. Tomorrow's the first of six straight early days for me- to meet up with a longtime AOL friend I've never met in person and her BF, who are visiting the area. Pancakes and genealogy, yo. Then it gets compicated. Maybe I need a tree as a sidekick.