The Institute of Life: Friday Night in Picture/Essay Form

Sleep comes at the strangest times of day. At twenty-three it should come late at night or in the middle of the day, somewhere between 2:00p.m. and 4:00 p.m., certainly not 6:00p.m. The sun had not even set for the day and I was coereced to a nap from heavy eyelids. Rain had washed out the latter half of the afternoon, but that could not be a jusitifable excuse. An early dinner consisted of  a sausage, peppers, and meat sauce soup concoction with an MM Brownie for dessert. Neither of which would cause a food induced coma. At loss for what brought my head to the pillow so early. I resigned to its soft comfort with ease and music. One half hour appeared to be all I needed in my mind. My body, on the other pillow, determined an hour and seventeen minutes would be an adequate amount of rest. "Shit," I shouted. "Not going to make that film now." I sat down to call my brother back after I missed a call and had a moment of brilliance. I grabbed the newspaper, checked the movie listings for the Nickelodean Theatre down the road and readjusted my plans. An Education was playing at 9:15p.m. It was now 8:45p.m. I had a half hour to get a beer, devise a plan to sneak it in and enjoy the film. Success. Here is the rest in picture/photo.

Scored this in XXL or 24 Oh Zs. $2.25.

Watched this, An Education. For $9.00.

A review will follow suit later this evening.