Finally saw Iron Man last night with my former Secret Work Boyfriend, Mark. Mr. IG is in South Carolina till tomorrow and I couldn't wait any longer. Mark and I even had dinner first, so it was a proper illicit hot date of the sort every married gal has to have whenever her man is out of town for a long weekend. After dinner, Mark and I sat in the dark movie theater for 2.4 hours panting with lust -- gadget lust, natch, since Mark is every bit as susceptible as I am to the lure of the shiny shiny. After the credits rolled we sat there for a minute or two, drenched in sweat and gasping.
Mark: Shit, I need a new cell phone.
IG: I need a new car. Something with lots of blinking lights on the dashboard. Prius?
Afterwards we were supposed to get pie and do a proper movie debrief, but I chickened out. I guess I was too worked up and didn't quite trust myself. Plus it was getting dark out and I'd misplaced my eyeglasses, so of course I got lost driving home and almost ended up stranded in Cincinnati overnight.
Takeaway: Rockin good fun all around, but an absolute must-see for gadget geeks. The sequel is scheduled for April 2010. Folks, I may need a few new toys before then to tide me over.