book on small town movie theaters

I have been thinking about writing a book about small town movie theaters. Not just about the movie theaters but stories from people who worked at them and or went to them.
The reason I have only been thinking about it is because I just wouldn't get my butt in gear. But now I got an email from the Waynoka historical society telling me about the 3 movie theaters in that town. I believe it was a sign that I should start working on it and so I will do just that.

bilingual pet

Friday morning I woke up and crawled out of bed and went across the hall to the bathroom. On the way I heard a meow in the living room. I decided to see why the cat was talking. Well, it was Fraidy Cat, and he was sitting under the buffet meowing to our dog, Baby. He was just staring at Baby, and Baby looked like she was really paying attention to what Fraidy Cat was saying. Then Fraidy quit talking to the dog and Baby walked over to me and started to grunt and growl at me. This usually means she wants out.
So, after I got through brushing my teeth and washing my face, I led Baby to the back door and Fraidy followed. I opened the door and Baby went out, but not very far from the door. Then Fraidy went out the door. Fraidy doesn't usually just go out the door. He has to go behind the couch and sneak up on the door, then rush out. After Fraidy went out, Baby wanted back in. In retrospect, the cat was telling the dog that she is more likely to get my attention to go outside than just the cat. Baby is able to understand cat, dog, and human. Talented, huh?