Hangin' with Mr. Smith

Last night, I had my own "Hangin' with Mr. Cooper" moment. Adam EatShit, our roommate and I ventured out to Manayunk to meet up with some friends to go see "The Hangover."



Well, our group of six entered the theater and took some prime seats right in the middle. Good thing we got there when we did, because the place filled up quick. About five to 10 minutes before the movie started, in walked a group of about eight guys, and one was much, much taller than the rest.

At first glance, I thought it was the Green Goblin. Upon further inspection … it turned out to be Jason Smith.



No, no. Not that Jason Smith. The other one. The one on the Sixers.



Yep, I was hangin with Mr. Smith in Manayunk taking in a hilarious film. And let me tell you, the guy is huge. In fact, when he sat down, the person behind him asked if he could move over one seat (where no one was sitting behind) so, you know, the guy could actually see. Jason was very accommodating, graciously scooting over so as to not block anyone's view. Seems like a swell guy.

And good news Sixers fans, I couldn't see any noticeable limp, so hopefully Smith is all primed and in shape to take over the wasted minutes Sammy Dalembert has been occupying. Who knows, with him and Elton Brand healthy, maybe the Sixers will look completely different.

The movie, by the way, is really, really funny. Zach Galifianakis absolutely killed it, and it's definitely a laugh out loud movie. Take it in some time. And if you see Jason Smith, ask him how he liked it. Cause he definitely saw it.