unbornagain

It was Friday, February 8th. I was staying the night at Jordan's house, as I'd made a habit of doing over the previous weeks. Usually, on nights like this one we would play some video games, maybe do some recording, and walk around the neighborhood raising a little bit of hell, in that way for which teenagers are so famous. On this particular night, however, Jordan and his dad, Dave Sudak, were shocked to find that I had never before seen the movie Black Hawk Down (not that I didn't like war movies; we'd had the DVD at my house since it had come out, I just never got around to watching it). So we watched it (a quick critique: great movie: am