The Notebook

Diverging a little from the subject of Portland, I love the movie The Notebook. Have I seen it? No. Do I plan to? Heck no. But all of my co-workers have seen it, and they tell me how they were not just teary eyed; they were sobbing for two hours afterwards. Or they had to bite their hand to keep from crying aloud in the theater. Or how they get weepy thinking about it. So, I'm a fan, because every time I hear about the movie, I get to snicker at the person who saw it and cryed. Hah!