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"Grand Canyon".

My nephew was in marketing and called to say he had tickets to a movie premiere that night and couldn't go. Would Uncle and I be interested. "Sure".

The theater is packed. We have good seats and are feeling quite privileged to be among this select crowd. The movie rolls. We sit there attentively watching. Finally, my husband leans over to whisper "what the h*** is happening?" I don't know either but I assure him that it will soon all come together and make sense.

I conjecture that perhaps we in the audience are part of a psychological experiment. We're being tested to see how long we'll sit and watch "nothing". Finally I can be noble no more and whisper "let's leave".

Now my husband takes the upper road and say's "we can't, Billy gave us the tickets". I settle back resigned to last until the credits roll (will anyone actually take credit for it?).

But…I'm saved. Hubby waves the white flag and whispers those words I've longed to hear…"c'mom, let's leave".