Wendy had a night off and suggested catching a flick. The sad variable: there was nothing we really wanted to see, so we caught No Strings Attached at the discount theater.
It was awful.
The redeeming part of the evening was walking around the ghost town that is the almost-entirely-abandoned but still oddly all-lit-up Cincinnati Mall.
Websurfin’ revealed some hope to re-redevelop this behemoth into a hotel, ice rink and waterpark.
It’s a better option than the purpose it currently serves: Large appendage to discount theater and mall-walking track for those that like to walk in deserted malls.
