burrrn baby burn

it doesnt happen a lot... but saturday i burned myself on the popcorn kettle. its about a 2inch burn.
pretty decent size if i do say so myself. and it hasnt hurt until today.

all in all i worked a tonnnn this weekend and when i wasnt working i was sleeping.
or working on the santa maria.
or the elissa.

michael jackson movie is coming out soon. that should be interesting in a town where everyone loooves michael jackson.

i had to kick two adults out of the movies too which is always really akward.
AND.

get ready for this
i asked a woman to go to the lobby to talk on her phone because she was being loud. and at first she ignored me. then gave me smack about how she is a doctor. and then yelled at me.
i ignored her because i didnt want a confrontation but her god-complex really ticked me off.

JUST BECAUSE YOU ARE A DOCTOR DOESNT MEAN YOU GET TO RUIN EVERYONE ELSES MOVIE.

she was in cloudy with a chance of meatballs and she didnt even have a kid with her.
grow up.

ok rant over. class time.
i get to learn about how china is going to rape us in the next couple of years.

maybe one day my blogs will get interesting.

song -shes got you high by mumm-ra
currently- procrastinating dr pearls homework on reading about indigenous people.

saw -ponyo today. it was really strange. i dont know how i feel about it.
saw -cloudy with a chance of meatballs with my dad for his birthday. it was great. and the girl sitting next to my mom was brilliantly making the best comments like-ugh oh, theyre falling in LOVE

ate -the best mushroom burger of my life this weekend at the love shack.

movie  tivoing this week- when nietzsche wept
cant wait for- holmes

miss- home

i think the rains doing something mystical in me... and i dont like it!

i cant stop reading mental floss.

Do people own their own history??

To me, history is something that does not have measurements that makes sense to me.  Can you put a value on history??  If I had to answer the question “Do indigenous people have the right to control their own history and what is written about them?” I would have to say this:

I feel that people own the right to their own history, cultural knowledge, and creations.  They should be able to write it and we should trust them to write what is true.  To me this would be more accurate than having someone come in and do it. They should share this knowledge though with everyone and not just their own culture, offering it as a piece of human history.  Your history is your own, but it is not exclusive and others should be able to interpret it as they please without being punished for using someone’s own history.

Therefore, they should have the right to their own history when it comes to writing it, but not when it comes to interpreting it from an anthropological aspect, such as why they are that way. They should not have rights in the way of people being able to pay them to write their history but they should be the ones who write it.

if that makes sense. 

what do you think? internet world?

Graffiti

In honor of the 1 year anniversary of Ike, one of my co-workers and I went and bought chalk and wrote stuff all over the outside of the theatre.  She wrote things like "PEACE LOVE GALVESTON" and I wrote things like "GALVESTON: BECAUSE LIFE IS TOO SHORT TO LIVE IN HOUSTON"  people took pictures of them which made me feel good.  I feel really blessed when I think of how I did not lose anything except the case to my scene it game.  One girl who still works at the theatre lost everything including her dog.  The theatre did a good job of transfering me to the location in College Station although that was an experience in itself.  We are still in the process of fixing things because im pretty sure our A/C guy does not even know what one looks like. 

This thursday we are having an employee only showing of spaghetti with a chance of meatballs so I should have something interesting to say about that because we are having a spaghetti dinner and I am cooking.

Which I have trouble doing a lot of times.
or all the time.

peace love and movies

Tornados

So, last night at work nothing really good enough to share happened. I ended up getting sent home early. BUT.. i totally forgot to write about the tornado that happened about a week ago. 

It was a perfectly normal evening starting out. Kind of slow for a weekend night.  It was the end of the night and our old projectionist who is now a manager, thanks to robots running the theatre, decided to help me take the trash out.  I collect all of it and get ready to go when I take a glance outside and its windy as hell.
I was said to him, " do i really have to go outside" and he replied "..Yes, we need to hurry before the tornado comes"  i anwered back "lovely"

so we go and we had to run to keep up with the trash cans.  which made the whole ordeal even more exciting.  Then it starts lightening like crazy which freaks me out because the dumpster is covered by a metal gate and fence.  We get to it and I was like " There is no way i am putting any part of my body on that metal. 

So, being an old army man that was in Viet, he does it for me.  It gets even more crazy outside, wind blowing everything everywhere, surrounded by lightening, and he can't get the stupid chain locked so we can go.  He's panicking which makes me nervous and when he gets it closed he starts running.

I knew if he was running... I should be sprinting.  When we get inside I get the msg that the tornado has hit dolphin world and is headed down seawall... the lights flicker.

Which may not seem like a big deal, except in a movie theatre ALL of the movies stop.  So everyone comes out screaming about how their movie stopped. 
The machines are new and so no one knows how to restart them and it was a huge mess and I'm having to give updates which are pretty much "We're trying to get them started, if you would like a refund you may go to the concession with your ticket stub"  Half of the people threw them away so I get to dig in the trash cans finding them.

We finally get everything situated and by this time it was 11:20 and we were supposed to go home about 11.. and we havnt even started cleaning up.

It's funny now when I reminice about it, but at the time it was havoc and really frigthening until I thought about the fact that I was probably in the safest place for a tornado besies a panic room or whatever they are.

Post for Maritime Anthropology Class

SURPRISE! this blog is really for one of my classes. :) At least, thats why I created it in the first place. It's fun to write about my job in it though. Sooo I'm supposed to write a "personal introduction".

*It's really scattered I kinda just wrote stuff about me as it came to my head*
note to Dr. Pearl.. I hope you are enjoing the foot ball game on your new TV.

Hello my name is Charlotte and I am the proudest member of the fighten' Texas aggie class of 2011. A-A-A WHOOP! (that was me attempting school spritit, yay for me).  I attend Texas A&M in Galveston and am majoring in Maritime Studies with a minor in Anthropology, and when I graduate I plan on attending Grad school for Anthropology or Nautical Archaeology.  I work part-time at a Movie Theatre while attending school and I really like my job, most days.  This semester I am taking 19 hours but so far I like all of my classes and am actually enjoing my proffesors. Even Dr. Willett.  I got 4 out of 5 on my last quiz with him and I consider that my highest achievement of this semester so far. You may think that is pathetic, but if you do you do not go to my school. 

I am an active volunteer and sailing crew on the tall ship Elissa. She was a commerce sailing ship in 1877 and survives today at the Texas Seaport Museam.  I am in my second year there and although it does look good on a resume, I am still involved because I fell in love with her and the community that is involved with maintaing her. 

My goals in life change every day, but right now I would love to go into the field of Nautical Archaeology and complete my work in the field in Bermuda.  Although I have made the decision to devote at least a year after I recieve my BA to mission work, whether it is through a school or with an organization.  Hopefully it will simultaniously teach me about working with different cultures which may give me an advantage in Grad School.

"So this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be." - Quote from Perks of Being a Wallflower.. my favourite book.

Is this popcorn kosher??

 Interesting conversation I had with a blond teenager this weekend-
customer: is popcorn bread
me:..... no.... its popped corn
customer: oh cuz I can only have kosher bread
me: its corn salt and oil.. cooked together
customer: so is it kosher
me: probably not

really?????? im pretty sure she wasn't a conservative jew by what she was wearing and how she was acting. but hey, who am i to judge???

another woman asked me if we had orange juice.. I have never before heard of a movie theatre that sold orange juice. maybe some healthy little chain in boulder colorado but... thats reaching for it.

This Saturday night I went to the Rocky Horror Picture Show with a live cast in Webster. I was super excited because I had never been but love the movie. When we got there the movie theatre was beyond gross.. I guess they have the whole idea "it's going to get even messier so why clean it before"... they should toss that notion.
The beginning started out really funny but the cast blew the whole thing.  The MCs were really great but the cast just looked like a bunch of friends that got together and decided "hey lets be the cast of the RHPS tomorrow night." Hopefully I can find a different location that actually puts effort into it.

The drama club at my school is going to do it so i hear, which scares me.  I did a show with them my freshman year and it was the most awkward club I've been involved with and they honestly act like high schoolers.  Plus they have one of admins do the directoring.  Maybe they've changed and it will be awesome, who knows. 

shanyways.. apart from funny conversation nothing really happened except dealing with parents who don't want to sit in rated R movies with their children who probably shouldn't be seeing strippers have sex in Halloween 2 in the first place.

tune in next time to hear charlotte say.....

So, working at the movies i get to enjoy my "benefit" of seeing free movies.  Yet even better, I get to experience all different types of people.  Studying in the field of anthropology this is exciting to me, but sometimes it can leave me with disturbing images.

For example..

Yesterday I finally had the chance to go see Inglorious Basterds.  Despite having to cover my eyes it was an excellent movie. Which is completely besides the point i'm trying to make.  I looked around at the other "movie-goers" (movie theatre speak) and noticed a lot of them were older.  Which makes sense because I was seeing the 1:45 showing on a Wednesday afternoon.

So an elderly man gets up and walks to the trash can. I'm in a seating position that gives me viewing of the trash can but I'm not really paying attention until i start hearing him make a lot of noise.  A noise like undoing his belt. Then he gets a plastic bag out of his camo cargo pant's pocket.

and proceeds to relieve himself in the plastic bag. It was disgusting.  Even in a Quentin Tarantino movie. I didn't know whether to go tell someone to kick him out or just tell him that it was extremely inappropriate.  The man was old but wasn't old enough to be doing that.  He was strong enough to walk without stumbling or holding onto something.  The man could go to the bathroom and miss the movie for 4 minutes. 

Needless to say I just shut my mouth and kept watching the movie. Brad Pitt was able to take my mind off of it. 

You'd think it was still the 1400s when men had a piss pot next to the bed.
I'm so glad we've evolved enough to rid of that practice.


More to come.. these things do happen very often. It's disgusting, but thats the life of a college student who works at a movie theatre.