Sycamore Marcus Theater

I just wanted to let you know I'm getting better. Kind of. I have a
compulsion, you see, or perhaps more of an obsession, a fear perhaps,
that I will sit down to watch a long film, and I'll have to pee the
whole time. I can't go during the picture, you see, I'm no heathen. So
I visit this room once upon arrival at the theater, and once during
the commercials before the trailer, and perhaps I will get a drink of
water, and by this I mean pee again, after the trailers but before the
movie. I can't help it. I am a nervous guy, cinematcally. But I just
wanted to let you know, I'm getting better. Oh, and 3/5.

Buffalo Wild Wings

On this blog, I purport to review more than just the bathroom, I'm in
it for the experience. I was at Buffalo Wild Wings, drinking more iced
tea than perhaps was smart, not necessarily needing to pee. A friend
of mine walks up and tells me that there is a couple having sex in the
men's room?
"A couple guys?
"No, a COUPLE"
Suddenly, I felt the need to investigate. My bladder demanded it. Upon
entering, there were noises. As I tried to tighten my belt with one
hand, my other in a sling, I heard her tell him, "pull your pants up,
I wanna go."
She left as I washed my hands. I rushed out after her to point her out
to my girlfriend. The folks in the bar saw a girl rush out, and a guy
in a sling pointing and laughing, thinking that he made up the male
half of the couple. Average bathroom, memorable experience, slightly
above average score: 4/5