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and that's why people don't talk to us very much

scene :: dom and me in our living room, each occupying a sofa and being occupied by at least one cat. dom gets up [annoying the cat] and places blu-ray in blu-ray disc player, because dvd's are so 2002, although to be honest, i had to stop myself from typing "video", which i think is now considered an archaic term, like mickel or hende. [shut up, spellcheck, they are so english words because middle english totally counts.]

me :: are you putting in a movie? [as opposed to "are you sliding a ham and cheese sandwich into the blu-ray player to see what happens"? -ed.]

dom :: yes, i thought we could watch casino.

author's note- we'd been talking about doing this for a long time, because we've been re-watching seasons of the original csi, which is the only csi you need to be bothered with and it definitely owes a debt to casino in its portrayal of las vegas. i'd never actually seen it and dom had never seen csi, so we thought of it as a sort of cultural exchange. insofar as las vegas can be seen as "culture".

dom :: you'll love the look of the film. it was shot by the guy who shot jfk.

me :: oh he's amazing!

it's sort of understood between us that he was referring to robert richardson, who was the cinematographer/ director of photography for the oliver stone film jfk, but it did occur to me afterward that people overhearing us, assuming there had been people in our apartment to overhear us at the time, where they had no business being, so they pretty much deserve anything they get, might have been a little confused by the exchange.

we have conversations like this in public all the time, using our own private mental shorthand. i think it's a healthy sign for a couple. plus, it's an excellent way of making sure that we get a section of seats to ourselves on the metro.

and casino is a very good film, as long as you don't mind lots of gangster violence and occasional joe pesci sex scenes. but you probably knew that since it came out twenty years ago and i think i was the only person in north america at least who hadn't seen it.

robert richardson also shot george harrison, but you don't hear as much about that one.

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