Godzilla & the Realization that I Need a New Friend



Last night I went to see Godzilla with my two older children and my 74 year old mother.

The End.


Nah, just kidding. ūüôā

The 11 year old had no comment.

The 13 year old said it was, “The Worst Movie She Had Ever Seen.”

The 74 year old said it was, “A little bit intelligent.”

This is what I have to work with people.


All I’d really like is a friend (preferably single male in his forties) to¬†enjoy going to see¬†Godzilla type movies in the theater with me and to sit with me on Sunday nights at 9PM so we can¬†watch The Walking Dead together.



Not this guy who was sitting next to me wearing Godzilla slippers. I’m not into that.





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