This place makes me depressed just thinking about it. I look around and all I see are broken dreams and babies wearing shoes and diapers. Sweet Jesus.
Also, I can't recall a single time that I've been to Arizona Mills sober. Whenever I'm there, I'm under the influence of something.
One time I showed up to see that movie Land of the Dead while it was playing at the theater and when I got there, I realized like around four of my friends had eaten shrooms. I was high as a kite, too. We stopped in at Gameworks and I guess all the colors made my buddy puke.
Here's a testament to the people who frequent AZ Mills: I showed up to see a zombie movie and I dressed like a zombie, and no one there looked at me funny or said anything or asked me why I was covered in fake blood. No one thought I was out of place because they, too, are a bunch of mall-dwelling zombies themselves. I fully expected someone to at least call me a dork or something.
One of the cool perks of this place is that it has an IMAX theater. I'm a sucker for that shit. IMAX is pretty amazing, especially some of the cooler 3-D features.