Friday Night stuff to do

We are going to the Aimee Mann show at Variety Playhouse tomorrow night, but there’s also some other great stuff going on around town tomorrow and in the coming weeks:

  1. Dosa Kim is an awesome artist we met at DragonCon. He’s having an opening reception at Aurora Coffee in L5P tomorrow night 7-10pm. The art will hang until Oct 1st.
  2. reMIXT Closing and an Art Sale
    A whole weekend of art
    September 12 – 9 p.m. to 12 a.m.
    September 13 – 4 p.m. to 10 p.m
    at MINT Gallery
  3. A munny show hosted by MINT Sept 20

I’m sure there’s more, but since I’ll be out of town from the 15th-24th, that’s all I have heard about. Get out there and enjoy this lovely early fall weather! Participate in the arts!!

Inspiration

Heather let me borrow a book called The Fat Girl’s Guide to Life by Wendy Shanker and it’s been a nice reality check for me. I was looking at a YouTube clip of Aimee Mann’s song “Save Me” to decide if I wanted to go to the show at Variety tomorrow night (I do and we are) and remembered Tyra Banks’s rant about being called fat which I watched again. Inspirational.

Enjoy who you are. Always strive to be better, but enjoy the skin you’re in. Something we all need to remember.  :-)

Long productive weekend

Although we’re still behind on a few things, overall, I’d say we got a lot done this weekend. Friday night we watched the movie Juno, which was excellent. Excellent cast, real dialog, well, just very real in general. Well done!

Saturday we worked the Decatur Arts Festival from 10-1 and then had lunch at Twains. Saturday night we watched two bad movies: Cloverfield and Pan’s Labyrinth (aka El Labirinto del Fauno). Cloverfield was pure suckage for two hours. Using a steadycam does NOT make your movie better, Abrams. This was a STINKER. I am now feeling very sad that Abrams is doing the Trek movie. If he sucks as bad with Trek as he did with Cloverfield, it will be unwatchable.

Pan’s Labyrinth was not bad like Cloverfield – to the contrary, it was well shot, well written, well directed, overall a very high quality movie. The problem I had with it was the period (fascist Spain, 1944) and the totally depressing, dark and NOT fun movie it actually is. If I want tragedy, I’ll rent a Chinese movie: beautiful costumes, lovely women, everybody dies. But at least there’s pretty stuff to look at!! Pan’s Labyrinth is not as much fantasy as I thought it was. It’s very little fantasy, actually. It deserved the accolades and I love del Toro, but it was not what I expected or particularly wanted to see.

I must point out that Nick picked the movies this time – he’s currently banned from movie picking for a while! I picked Juno, the only one that was fun and good. Heh.

Sunday, was all about yardwork. I was mowing the back yard when the little Bolens push mower began to choke. We just had it serviced ($75), so we had to decide whether to spend more money on a 4 year old mower that was only $160 to begin with or get a new bigger mower… Off we went to Lowe’s. We got a TroyBilt 160cc Honda push mower. This mower is about a step and a half up from the little Bolens and we can certainly tell. It’s heavier and it does an amazing job with cutting/bagging/mulching. It’s also quieter than the Bolens. The Honda engine is aluminum and much better quality than the small Briggs and Stratton on the Bolens. After slaving away in the yard all day, we were ready to kick back and drink some beer!

I had put out some calls to various people on Saturday night, because we were slightly bored and wanted some company, but no takers. Barry called me around 4:30 on Sunday thinking I’d just called him. It was from the day before, but we still wanted to hang out, so Barry and Kalyn came over and we grilled some cow. We had an excellent time!

Monday was all about NO work and seeing Caroline/Dru’s new house. We made the trek to East Bumblefuck without issue. They’ve got a late 70s style split foyer that is odd and cool. We had shrimp stew, wings, cajun potato salad, cookies and plenty of beer and cider. Yum! Aside from the good food, we got a wonderful arc of stories for ThinkWeasel! It is the history of the contributions the weasel has made to warfare. Very appropriate for Memorial Day, I think! Thanks to all our crazy friends for creating such a funny story! ::smooch::

We came home after the festivities and watched Open Season, which we’d had laying around forever. It is by Sony animation, so it’s no Pixar, but the story and jokes were very funny and I enjoyed it. Anytime you anthropomorphise animals, I’m all over it. The bunnies were especially amusing. :-)

I passed out at 10pm and didn’t wake up until 9am this morning. I feel great, but I hate it when you start the week late and are already behind. Bleh. Well, enough chatter, I’ve got to get some work done.

Finally found Fire, Inc

I’ve wondered about this band forever!! It’s the mystery band on the Streets of Fire soundtrack (one of my very favourites). As I suspected, Fire, Inc is a Steinman creation, whose real name is Pandora’s Box. Yay Wikipedia!! The lead singer, who totally rocks the huzzah, is Laurie Sargent – whose name sounded very familiar. Well, here’s why! I’ve got this Face to Face LP (that would be vinyl record for you youngsters)! I had no idea she could sing like she does on the SoF soundtrack. Awesome!

So, I got completely distracted by Laurie Sargent and her band Face to Face…I’d love to get the record from Amazon (no DRM) but sadly, Amazon’s interface is frelled and I’m over it. Off to LimeWire! FUCK YOU AMAZON!

From reading the Amazon comments, I’ve discovered that F2F made 3 records and Laurie has a solo career, too.  She still plays around the Boston area. Shweet!

I guess I should, uh, maybe work or something today… ::scampers off to be productive::

Iron Man!

Wow, was that an excellent movie! All the glowing reviews you’ve heard: all true. I didn’t even find the score to be bothersome – I don’t know what Wheaton was bitching about with that. Downey is awesome and Paltrow is a knockout with red hair – she should consider keeping it that shade. I was also happy to see that many people (sadly, not the asshole I’m going to tell you about) stayed for the end bit that is after the credits. And I mean AFTER the credits – each and every one! I love that. Movie goers have no respect for the gazillions of people required to make a movie happen – which is why I always read the credits and I always cheer for my fellow geeks. :-)

If you see Iron Man, sit your ass down and wait for the credits to roll. It’s totally worth it.

We went to the Regal 24 over on the 85 Access Road to use our most excellent gift card from Russ and Janel – thanks guys! :-)  We were shocked to discover that movies are $10 now. GAH! Even the damn concessions have gone up – which is so ridiculous I can’t stand it. A medium popcorn and drink – ONE – was $11. Yup, $31 to see a freaking movie.

Of course there was a stupid moron with his kid (grandkid?) sitting next to us that had to talk loudly over the whole godsdamn movie. He brought a 5 or 6 year old to this movie that the kid couldn’t understand so every frelling thing had to be explained. Which the old fart did. Continuously. I asked him NICELY at least 5 times to be quiet. He kept blabbing. We moved a seat away, which was as far as we could get. FUCKER. If the kid was his kid, then he’s too frelling old to be a dad to a 5 year old anyway. Stupid FUCK. Way to set an example, there, Chief.

I will tell you this, breeders of the world: Do not take your brats to movies that are inappropriate: too violent, too complicated, whatever. This flick was PG-13, which clearly that child was not ready to see. Do not think that YOUR frelling $10 entitles you to frell up the movie for everyone one else. You are not at home, therefore you can’t explain every scene to your clueless 5 year old, sorry.

If you can’t watch a movie in a theatre and follow the rules, keep your dumb breeder ass and your dumb brats at home with Barney, OK?

It is not everyone else’s problem that you are too stupid to grasp that your child is too young for the movie. We paid to see the film, too, asshole.

This is one reason that keeps breeders high on my list of Most Hateful Creatures.

Along with the loss of IQ, there is a severe loss of common sense, manners, social skills and apparently a complete inability to understand one’s native tongue as spoken by normal adults.

Perhaps the brat has conditioned them to only speak brat? Dunno, but all of you breeders should censure these assholes yourselves. When you are out in public, a breeder will never ever say anything to one of their own who is misbehaving. You people should at least have balls enough to manage your own tribe. For gods sakes, you are an obnoxious bunch in the first place, why can’t you at least reel in the true assholes that do nothing for your PR? Why do we sensible non-breeders have to do it? Hmm?

Anyway, after the movie I was so cranky that I drug Nick up to the Customer Service desk to bitch. The young guy at the desk said, of course, there’s nothing to be done unless you leave the movie and find security, who will then ask the assholes to leave. However,  Regal is testing a new system of beepers that the club members can pick up on the way into the theatre and simply beep security when the inevitable asshole disrupts the movie. This is good to know! We are joining the Crown Club today. In addition, the guy gave us free passes for another movie to make up for the stupid breeder’s rudeness. Wow, now that’s service! At the ghetto AMC, you are lucky to even see service personnel, much less actually get some sort of compensation for your trouble. We will probably take most of our movie business to Regal because of this beeper program and the excellent customer service. Hey, the popcorn is better, too!

So, although I do not hate my breeder friends, it is because they are not assholes. They do not act like stupid morons with an IQ of 50. At least not around me. ;-) The rest of you breeding idiots can kiss my non breeding ass.

Go see Iron Man and hopefully you can enjoy the film without stupid people yammering. It’s worth $10 a head, really.