I visited the building one last time before developers tear it down and replace it with a glue factory or a froyo shop.
I have a lot of great memories from this place. I'd bust my behind out here five, sometimes six nights a week selling tickets and scooping popcorn. It gave me gas money and helped me save up for my first camera. This box office used to have long lines full of customers ready to pay 10 bucks for a ticket and another 7 for popcorn. I loved every second of it. (Especially when it was slow and we'd put small videos together, or big videos like Erk Tha Jerk's)
The Cinedome was a stomping ground for young stick up kids, a hangout for drug dealers and sometimes even the place where high school kids came to have sex. I can't tell you how many times we broke up fights or kicked kids out for doing it or smoking pot inside an auditorium.
We played movies too.
The building's just an empty shell now, no projectors or soda fountains. Just remnants of what used to be.
Farewell Cinedome, you taught me the value of a dollar.
