'good evening, mr kane!'

Watched Citizen Kane with Mom last night. Weirdly enough, it was her idea. We happily tortured each other, me by reciting the dialogue and she by bitching about how 'it didn't really happen that way!' in William Randolph Hearst's life.

Then she called the movie 'boring' and I had to strangle her with an extension cord and bury her in the backyard. No, wait, that only happened in my inside world. Never mind.

I love that movie.