Thank God for Film Class and Football

Thanks to my Film & Lit class, I have fallen in love with Zorro.  For class, I've had to read the original Zorro novel (The Mark of Zorro by Johnston McCulley; although the novel has been published under several different titles over the years) and watch The Mark of Zorro (1920) and The Mark of Zorro (1940).  Okay, I'll admit I like reading pulp fiction novels although my mood wasn't right and I had a hard time getting through it; it was doubly frustrating because I know there are times I would have devoured the book.  I wasn't sold until the 1940s movie.  And then I not only bought a ticket, but wanted as many different tickets as I could possibly get... I get all girly and squealy just thinking about it.  So, of course I figured if I was practically swooning over some guy I've never heard of who doesn't have a sexy accent, I'd go into cardiac arrest if I watched Antonio Banderas.  I'm not saying I didn't enjoy the The Mask of Zorro (1998), but 1940 wins.  I am totally writing my final paper for this class on Zorro.  And when I was doing some preliminary research (okay, I was trying to appease my not-so-inner fangirl), I saw something about a reboot coming out in 2014...  Because I don't have enough movies scheduled to come out way in the future to look forward to... (Iron Man 3 and Thor: The Dark World in 2013, Captain America: The Winder Soldier in 2014 [SQUEE!!!], Avengers 2 in 2015...) Okay, so I love superhero movies.  Superheros and Sci-Fi.

Speaking of men that make my heart pound, today I finally was able to have a conversation with a very cute regular, and all because of football.  Yeah!  Okay, I'm sad, I know.  But he is SO cute and military (okay, a Marine, but I might make an exception for him if he ever gave me the time of day) and he's never come in with a girl or even grabbed an extra sub.  Might have a long distance relationship, but I don't think he has anyone in Honolulu, which makes him being single more likely.  And he came in with a friend today who was wearing a Saints shirt, so I made a comment about them being 0-3 and the conversation took off from there.  I know, it's so high school to get excited like that over finally talking to that cute guy (besides the "How can I help you today?" questions) but I just can't seem to help it.