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Brats - all 15 million of you - you have a movie

I was contacted by a gentleman with the The American Overseas Schools Historical Society through our site with a link to BRATS: Our Journey Home. I suspect he found my info in the official bio. Why did I chose to include "an Army brat" as a phrase in there - not sure. So, if you are a military brat (in the military this is a compliment, not a bad thing) please do check out the BRATS site.

From the site:

BRATS: Our Journey Home is the first feature-length documentary, narrated by singer/songwriter Kris Kristofferson, about a hidden American subculture - a lost tribe of at least fifteen million people from   widely diverse backgrounds, raised on military bases around the world,    whose shared experiences have shaped their lives so powerfully,     they are forever different from their fellow Americans. (more)

So you mean others don't go to camp outs with a deuce and a half carrying their camping gear? Sheeesh.

The picture on the top right is from the brats site and was provided (to them) courtesy of The Musil Family.

Kids who did NOT want to go to the movies

I came home yesterday to a house full of kids.  Kids who did NOT want to go to the movies.  They actually chose going to Target over going to the movies.  When exactly did going to the movies become such a downer to the youth?  Are they just tired of parents saying "no, actually you can't have an $10 bucket of popcorn"?

The LA times, as picked up by every blogger and slashdot, is running an article entitled "This Just in: Flops Caused Box Office Slump" which points out that crappy movies keep people away from the theatres.  But the boys, ages 8, 12 and 11 (the last one not being mine) didn't even know what was showing.  You can't say that they didn't like any of the movies; the conversation never got that far.  They classified going to the movies with bowling, which they also turned down.  Skateboarding - that still rocks.  Target, yes the store, was a second choice.  Times are a changing.

I concluded with the thought that as an adult I decide if I want to go to the movies, and then check what is playing (typically at least).  Kids appear to choose the movie first and consider the location secondary.  The theatrical presence of the theater has no value, only the entertainment and they probably want it to be a few nanometers north of crappy for the amount of parental grief they put up with during the process.  The process of going to the movies.