Yesterday, I went to the grocery store. The strike is really becoming a problem for consumers now. The store is half full with stock. One of the things I must survive on is Stouffer's lasagna (ah, the bachelor's secret), but they have been out for a month. I may be good at improvising, but not when it comes to food. I bought some chicken pot pies, but they aren't nearly as good as the lasagna. I hope this strike ends soon.

On the way to the grocery store, I noticed they were having the Return of the King world premiere in Westwood. Why do they call it a world premiere when they have world premieres in other parts of the world? Shouldn't it be a U.S. premiere? Of course they do another one in New York, so maybe it should just be a west coast premiere. I've only went star gazing once at one of these premieres. It was for Batman and Robin and I only did it so I could see Arnold Schwarzenegger. So I saw all these other stars too like George Clooney, Danny DeVito, and Lou Ferrigno (you know, the Hulk!). It was cool to do once for an experience, but I never wanted to do it again. I had to wait there almost all day to see those people. So not worth it. Anyways, yesterday's premiere was the first time I was a little bit interested in checking out, but I resisted. I'd rather acknowledge the movie than the actors. One time there was a premiere for this crappy horror movie called House on Haunted Hill. I was just walking around in Westwood with a couple of friends when it was happening. I guess they didn't have a very good turnout because this lady asked me if I wanted to go into the premiere and watch the movie. I said, sure why not, just cuz I've never been to a world premiere before, even if it was a lame movie. She scribbles this illegible thing on a scrap of paper and told me to give it to the large bouncer at the door. It came to mind that this was just a crazy lady and that guy was going to throw me out once I showed him that piece of paper. But he let me in. It was so weird. So I went in and I got free popcorn and soda and everything. They reserved the best seats for the people involved with making the movie, but my seat wasn't too bad. Then after about a half hour, my friend wanted to leave. I wasn't really enjoying the movie either, so all those people that worked on that movie saw me and my friends walk right out through the exit door. Ha ha. Oh well, at least I got some free snacks.