August 31st, 2005
|02:16 am - "I left that guy a voicemail." and other things that have happened since Saturday|
Saturday: r3507 and jinxedkisses's bachelor/bachelorette party. Was I not supposed to mention this? Nobody else has. Then again, nobody else who was there has really posted, 'cept Kyle. Good times. Nothing that would bring successful box office returns for a bachelor party comedy (or a bad one, for that matter), but I think those involved enjoyed themselves. I certainly did, though I was so tired that I ran on fumes for most of the party until, switching metaphors, I caught a second wind.
Sunday: jinxedkisses called me and asked if I wanted to go see Sledgehammer Party with her, since Kyle apparently wasn't up for extreme violence comedy (and was possibly still recovering from his own party). We went and enjoyed ourselves. At least, I enjoyed myself. Becki did too, but it was that odd combination of enjoyment and mortification that accompanies Broom Street shows. This marks the fourth time I've seen the show. I really do love it, but -- no offense, Rob -- I probably would not have seen it so many times if I hadn't been bringing somebody to each show. I feel the need to attone by, I don't know, adopting a whole bunch of puppies or something. After the show we went to Denny's for coffee where we had a good (and long) conversation and almost ran into Dave (those involved with Tiny Fools will know the Dave I'm talking about). As soon as the waitress was engaged in taking their order, we made a beeline for the cash register. And then the door. Oh, Becki, before I forget: I left that guy a voicemail.
Monday: I worked with my parents at their old house and practiced with offBeat, which reminds me -- offBeat sings at the Mill Street Inn & Pub in Cambridge on the 8th and 15th of September, also at Steep & Brew on State Street on the 20th.
Tuesday: Drove with the parents plus my sister and her boyfriend to La Crosse. We rode the ferry, had lunch, made fun of the poetry of Jimmy Stewart, and did a bunch of other stuff. It was a pretty nice way to spend the day, and afterward I went over to fuzzyinthehead and agaysexicon's place where we watched Love Actually. I gather that most of the rest of the world has already seen it, but I hadn't. What a great movie. Rather than give the usual long, rambling, Colin-just-likes-to-talk-but-never-actually-says-anything movie analysis, I'll just say that above-average filmmaking was bolstered by a script which, if anything, both tries too hard to please everybody and succeeds, which doesn't happen very often. The cast list reads like a Who's Who of British celebrities, so it's full of people you probably like, as opposed to bloody Martin Smith from Croydon. I also notice that director Richard Curtis wrote some of the few really excellent romantic comedies I've seen in the last few years, along with episodes of Blackadder, Mr. Bean, and The Vicar of Dibley, so he's got that going for him.
Wednesday: And now it's early on Wednesday morning. I'm going to bed.
Current Mood: tired
Current Music: Meat Puppets -- Unexplained
Ok, so the guy I was thinking of was Lee Evans
, a comedian by trade, who hasn't done terriby much, nor been quite successful at it, but he's still touring as a comedian. The guy who, in fact, played Mr. Teavee, is none other than 2 time Lawrence Olivier Theartre Award winner (1999, best supporting performance; 2002, best actor in a supporting role), Adam Godley
. I think it's the ears that caught my attention. They're also woughly the same age, and both are, in fact, British.
Also, do not confuse Lee Evans
with Lee Evans
. The Buffalo Bills
would not trade one for the other.
... and my spelling died, 2:55am, whatever the hell the day is, whatever the hell the year is.
terriby = terribly
woughly = roughly
= Lee Evans
Or something. Night.
Hey, I'd forgotten we'd even had that conversation and I probably never would have corrected you.
I suppose I truly am the only person in the entire world that has not seen Love Actually. Hrm.
I dunno if Linz/Mary/Keith/everybody has seen it, though. I know Tom has. I think it would be a good movie to show that group.
I know Lindsay has seen it. Actually, I think she said all of them have except for Jim and I. Oh well...that's fine. I don't really want to see it.
Why come you don't want to see it? It's really good.
I've never really had a desire to see it. And the fact that everyone seems to want to force me to do things that, frankly, I don't want to do right then and there makes me want to see it even less (i.e. Lindsay's been trying to get me to watch that for a bit and I keep telling her "no"...it's the same with Fight Club).
Oh, it's one of those things. That I can totally understand. If you ever do get around to watching it, I think you'll enjoy it. If not, blame your friends.
I fully intend to blame myself. I take all the blame unto myself, even when there is nothing that is my fault.
Yeah.... I know all about that one, too.
Love Actually...didn't I recommend that ages ago? I judge Colin Firth on that one and not the piece or crap I saw him in recently.
I'd like to see this movie. It has been recommended to me before. Lindsay tries to force movies upon people all the time, so it was probably her. Like you, i didn't want to see it because of this. If you guys end up setting a time to see it or Fight Club, count me in. I own Fight Club.
|Date:||September 1st, 2005 07:19 am (UTC)|| |
In the voice of Foamy
:ok all ya little sons a bitches, I recommend good movies damnit! And if you had just given them a chance, we wouldn't be having this coversation! You all should concider yourselves lucky! I could force you to whatch peices of crap! I do own "The Owl and the Pussy Cat" and "Mary, Mary" and I just rented something aweful, but did I shove it down your ungratefull little throats? No! Hmmmph!
That still doesn't explain why you demand that we watch said movies when YOU want, whether we had other plans or not. You just assume that we bend over backwards to do your bidding. Nothing could be further from the turth.
I JUST saw it on HBO, thanks to my Digital Cable Silver Premium package (don't ask... or do!). Good stuff! Especially all the boobs.
Especially all the boobs.
Ah, I see that you, too, are a man of discriminating taste.
Arthur Dent's finest role, though it immediately made me wonder why I was looking at him with that hotty riding him bareback.
I told him. He didn't call me back. 'course, I didn't leave him a number or anything.
Well yeah, he might get mad and stuff.