High Flyin’ Kid Stuff

So, last night I was supposed to go to The Brick to see Onemilliontinyjesuses but I just wasn’t up to it. Instead I downloaded a bunch of albums by Minus the Bear. Minus the Bear is a band Courtney told me about a while back. She invited me to go to their show at the Granada on Monday and I figured I should at least give em a listen before the show. Glad I did! They are awesome. I’m really enjoying the three albums I got which are “Menos el Oso”, “They Make Beer Commercials Like This”, and “Highly Refined Pirates”.

So, bored, I decided to go driving and listen to music. I ended up on Route 5 North at the suggestion of my brother. It’s just a bit north of Cabella’s and all that stuff, off I-435. Very cool road! It was getting dark as I hit it and I had a blast tearing ass through the curves and hills. I took this picture at one point. I eventually hit a detour / dead end kind of thing so I stopped to upload the image. There was this huge, dark house on the corner and it was just pitch black aside from the flashing detour lights. Looked like something out of a horror movie.

And that’s that, I guess.

My Shining Debut!

I saw a rough draft of the first scene of “Plight of the Living Dead” this morning and it’s awesome. I think it’s pretty clear that my acting career is going to blossom after this hits the theaters. I’ll have to stop talking to all of you and get some friends with better hair but that’s a small price to pay for stardom. I’m sure you understand.


The last time I was up this early I hadn’t been to bed yet, and I was on my way home from Town Topic. Heh!

The new Coheed and Cambria album is really good. It’s more progressive than rock, this time around, which is cool. They continue to make their album and song titles completely unrememberable. So far my favorite track is “Apollo I: The Writing Writer”.

The album comes out on the 20th, so you best getcha a copy when it does!

This week is looking pretty good so far. Tonight is birthday Nikko with my brother Adam, and tomorrow is Onemilliontinyjesuses at The Brick. No plans for Friday, but we all know how that’ll end. And Saturday is Interpol! Woot! Big fun!

Thy Weekend Runneth Over

So, pretty busy weekend. Lots to do. Lots to say. Good stuff! Yea!

I already told you about Thursday, which is when the weekend really started. So I’ll leave that out. Since I already told you and all. And it’s right down there. Review if you feel like you need to.

Okay, good. So Friday was pretty rough. I got like 2 hours of sleep before I went to work and it was a long day at work. I got home and pretty much hit the sack but didn’t sleep very well. I planned to meet up with Adam and JoLynn for some additional kicking it at 8 but I didn’t crawl out of bed till then. So, showered, shat and shaved and hit the road. I wasn’t feeling too bad so I took some beer with me to Adam’s place and we got a’rollin. After 3 beers we decided to hit Fox and Hound for some old school pool and that’s when my shit fell apart.

As soon as we got to Fox and Hound we ordered a round of Sexy Alligators, which were great. We also ordered 22 or 24 ounce beers, don’t remember how big they were. Big though. And cheese fries. Yea! I don’t remember how many of those big ass beers I had, but it was a lot. We played one, or two or three games of pool and I think I won all but one. Or maybe none. Or possibly I didn’t play and just sat in the corner and dreamed I was playing. Finally I had had enough and I was falling asleep at the table. The waitress comes and Adam orders me a Guinness which I am pretty sure I tried to slur that I didn’t want. To no avail. Thinking everyone would be really impressed if I chugged the entire thing, I did. I finished it before the waitress walked away and she said “Well, that went fast.” and took the glass with her. And I remember no more.

The legend goes that on the way home I passed out in Adam’s car with my arm hanging out the window. Adam was worried that my arm would attract attention so he rolled up the window with my arm in it to get my attention. Guess it worked. We get back to Adam’s house and I guess Adam and JoLynn man- (and woman-) handled me into the apartment. As we walked in I realized I was hungry and said “Oh man, I wanted to go to Panchos!”. Adam held up a bag and was like “We did.” Apparently they had asked me if I wanted anything and I just grunted.

So, I slept at Adam’s place and rolled home around 8:30am. And now it’s Saturday!

I slept most of Saturday away cause I knew I had another night of good times ahead. Tricia had indicated a willingness to kick it She was working till 11pm so it was gonna be a long night no matter what happened. She showed up around 11:45pm and we rolled out. The plan was to hit The Hurricane cause they were supposed to be having All Night Rock. The fun began as we were walking from the garage to The Hurricane and Tricia’s flip flop/sandal thing broke. After some frantic searching, and some help from Stan, the owner of The Hurricane, we ended up getting the car and buying new shoes at Walgreens. Very stylish.

We made it into the club while Fall of Troy was playing and they rocked. We stuck to the PBR cause we were both feeling a little broke and quickly got completely wrecked. Shots Fired came on later and were really good. At least, I think they were really good. I honestly couldn’t describe either band cause I don’t think my ears actually heard anything after Fall of Troy’s first note. Either I’m getting old (yes) or The Hurricane was louder than ever.

We spent an hour or so talking to Ricardo, the patron saint of The Hurricane, who was really nice and lots of fun to talk to, and we just generally loafed around the place till they kicked us out at about 3:15am.

Being far too intoxicated to even think about driving we decided to hoof it down to Chubby’s and have some breakfast and oldies. On the way we passed the BP station on the corner of Broadway and… something, and it was just completely packed with people. There had to have been about 100 people, many with cars parked at odd angles just hanging out there. Made it to Chubby’s and spent about 15 minutes waiting to get in. There were three security guards letting people go in as people came out and we specifically asked for a nonsmoking booth with a juke box. Bit of a tall order so we waited a while as other people went ahead of us.

Breakfast was great, and I think Chubby’s replaced Town Topic as my favorite pancake place. While we waited for the food we ordered up a ton of oldies on the juke box and waited, and waited and waited for them to play. Someone else had ordered up pretty much every country song on the list so we ended up waiting quite a while to hear our music. I think it was about 6am by time we finally left there.

So we’re walking back towards my car and as we approach the BP we notice some red drops on the sidewalk. And then more. And then quite a bit more, turning more into a streak than drops. And as we get to the curb that meets the asphalt of the parking lot there is a pool of blood. I’ve described this to a few people since I saw it but I have no better word than pool. It was the most blood I’ve ever seen. So, it looks like something terrible happened to someone. The parking lot was completely empty at this point.

And that was pretty much that for Saturday. We made it back to my place alive and then Tricia made it back to her place alive. Hooray!

Sunday I was up at about 9am because my body is retarded. Washed the car, played with the dog, cleaned up the house some and just generally moped around the place till 3pm when I headed up north to meet with Tricia (again) for “The 40 Year Old Virgin”. Actually she’s only 28. Oh, haha! I kill me! Anyway we checked out the new Majestic Theaters in Zona Rosa which are like the VIP Room on the Plaza only swankyer and bigger. The deal with them (and the VIP Room) is that you get to see a movie and order food and drinks (of the adult kind) during the whole thing and you can just generally pig out and get drunk. Due to poor planning we ended up seeing a concession only show so no food and drinks for us. Probably best, really. There is only so much abuse one liver can take.

The theater was cool, but kinda weird. All the chairs are these leather office type chairs and it just didn’t feel like a movie theater to me. The VIP Room has these huge leather recliners and while it’s not the same as a normal movie theater it feels more theater like. I’m not saying I’d kick The Majestic out of bed for eating crackers but I think I like the VIP better.

Anyway, the movie was hilarious. Highly recommended and not nearly as horribly cheesy as I expected it to be. It was embarrassing though. I have this weird empathy thing where I empathize too much with characters and it makes it hard for me to watch when they are in embarrassing situations. It’s part of the reason I can’t stand sitcoms, and really TV altogether.
Anyway, funny. Go see it.

Later that night I went over Adam’s place to watch Rome with he and JoLynn. They coerced me into seeing the first episode last week and it’s a pretty good show.

And finally, we’ve made it to Monday. I hope you aren’t still reading this but if you are, well, okay.

I was up at 8am to start waiting for the cable guy. My cable modem has been dead since Thursday, so no intertron for me all weekend. He finally showed up at 10:30am and quickly discovered that somehow the cable line that goes from the pole across the street to my pole and then my house had been completely severed and removed. He suggested it might have been a tall truck but there is another cable right near it even lower, so for now, I blame the squirrels. Got that all squared away and headed into work to begin filming “Plight of the Living Dead”!! Jonathan, Lake and I (with helpful giggling from the lovely Sarah) decided to make a short zombie movie for a film competition. Jono came strapped no regrets with tons of film gear and lights and microphones and we converted my cubicle into the set.
Unfortunately, that’s all I’m gonna say. I don’t wanna give away the plot before our big opening in L.A. so you’ll just have to wait. We filmed for about 4 hours, ended up with 30 minutes of film and hope to make a 3 minute movie. I’ll let you know when you can see it, or you can just watch the listings at your local mega-cineplex.

And now I’m thinking I might make some spaghetti.

Further Thoughts On The Subject of Thursdays

My body is mostly working again, so I should probably tell you what happened last night. Courtney mentioned the other day that The Aristocrats was playing at the Tivoli theater in Westport so we invited the gang and planned a night of it. The invite Courtney wrote was really funny. Here it is:

So, there’s this bald guy, this short girl, this towering giant, a blonde with big boobs, a guy that kind of resembles a leprechaun, this skinny blonde guy right out of Hitler’s wildest aryan dreams, and one of the Olson twins and they walk in to a talent agency. They have this really amazing idea. They should go see the Aristocrats.

It’s probably funnier if you know all of us. Heh. Anyway, we ended up at McCoy’s with Courtney, Scott, Adam, JoLynn, Tricia, Jonathan, Elana, Jeff, Kathryn, Jeremy and myself. Ate some yummy snacks and had some yummy beers and headed over to the Tivoli.

The movie started out really funny. I was laughing hard and had tears in my eyes. Eventually it settled into a pace. Got a little on the long winded side but was generally hilarious pretty much all the way through. I definitely recommend it. If you can’t laugh at the language, or the joke, loosen the hell up.

Afterwards we headed back to McCoy’s for a nightcap or three or six. We got sloshed and told ghost stories, which was fun. Unfortunatly I don’t really have any ghost stories so I mostly listened 🙂 We wrapped things up around 12:30ish or so. Judging from the text messages at least. Courtney sent me a message at 1:07 saying to be careful on the way home, lots of cops. Then Adam sent one at like 1:26 saying basically the same thing.

Everyone was pretty beat except Tricia and I and they all decided to head towards home. Tricia and I were needing the rock so we headed over to The Hurricane. Unfortunately “Cattle Lack Order” had just finished and they were packing up their van. We chatted with those guys for a few minutes and then went a’wandering. As we wandered past Blaney’s we heard some nice blues guitar coming out and we headed in. They were doing this cool blues jam thing where people would just come up, take an instrument and play a couple songs. All of it was really great and we listened till they kicked us out of the place and then some.

I was a hurtin’ unit when I got up this morning. Doing a lot better now after a little food and water. I wish these nights would happen on a damn Friday or Saturday but going back through my history it seems I am destined to spend Thursdays partying my ass off. Well, and Friday and Saturday too. Sheesh.

Oh, funny thing: We were sitting at the table at McCoy’s and I was going to introduce people who hadn’t met. Jeff suggested we all “Say your name, where you work and something about yourself”. So we did that and it was pretty funny. To protect the innocent I won’t say what people said about themselves but it seems many of us have something in common!

Lonely Little Powerbook

I went home for lunch today and sitting on my porch, looking all forlorn was a wet cardboard box that I recognized. It was the box I sent my Powerbook to Apple in just a few days ago.

Inside, nestled amoung the foam and anti-static wrapping was a nice, dry Powerbook which has aparently had it’s hard drive and LCD replaced. I have no idea why it had it’s LCD replaced but… thanks!

I only had a few minutes to mess with it before I had to get back to work but so far it seems all happy. Hooray for Apple! It shipped to Apple Tuesday morning and was fixed and on my porch less than 48 hours later. Take heed lesser manufacturers!