howie and i ventured to macquarie centre to see 'good night and good luck'.

i talked howie around to seeing it using his love of george clooney. i didn't mind it - a couple of bits i got bored, but i really like the main actor man who i don't know the name of.
a lot of people walked out during the movie. howie would whisper "communists" as they left. i think maybe they were bored. they all seemed to be youngish people. maybe black and white films aren't their idea of a good night out.
my throat is sore. that's not much fun. and debbie has all the vitamin c with her.
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