My friend Cheryl has been a longtime devotee to the 2006 American sports comedy film, Nacho Libre.
If you haven’t seen it, Jack Black plays a character who works as a cook in the Mexican monastery where he grew up. The monastery is home to a host of orphans whom Nacho cares for deeply, but there is not much money to feed them properly. Nacho decides to raise money for the children by moonlighting as a Lucha Libre wrestler with his partner, but since the church forbids Lucha, Nacho must disguise his identity.
I know your life is totally changed from reading that paragraph.
I’m not one for stupid humor and Napoleon Dynamite is one of the few corny cult classics I enjoy but the kids and I decided to watch it one evening and laughed our heads off the whole way through.
Apparently Jamie was remiss to miss out on the fun so he announced to me a few weeks later that he, too had watched Nacho Libre.
“Do you feel like your life has changed?” I asked.
“I now feel equal to you.”
Apparently, we have a very low bar for equality in our household.
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