March 6th, 2006
|11:50 am - Weekend Update 2: LeChuck's Revenge|
This would have been a great morning to call in to work and take a mental health day. It's snowing, I'm tired, my neck is stiff and I've got a headache. I'm starting to write this at 8:40 in the morning, so I'll be fine and wide awake by the time it's posted.
Anyway. The weekend, starting on Thursday which, for the purpose of this livejournal post, is part of the weekend.
offBeat's performance on Thursday was great. nocturne152, agaysexicon and fuzzyinthehead came out to see us, cheered us on, and got Baxter's Spaceballs jokes. mouthdrummer's kids (oh, mouthdrummer is Eric, our vocal percussionist, by the way) were also in attendance which made for some pretty entertaining banter. We learned the hard way that it's probably not a good idea to sing Dentist! right after I Don't Want To Live On The Moon. Then I came home to three e-mails praising my most recent album, Agents of Destiny, so I went to bed in a good mood.
Oh, that reminds me, the MP3 of the Month is up. It's an outtake (kind of) from Agents. Check it out.
Friday night I went over to koriandrkitten's apartment and watched a couple of movies. Of note was May which is one of the better recent horror movies I've seen. It depicts a young woman's (Angela Bettis) journey from reasonably creepy vet-tech to scalpel-wielding monster. There's gore, but it's not that kind of movie. The plot moves very slowly and gets us involved with the main character, her obsessive tics and the mundanities of her life. Writer/director Lucky McKee very carefully builds up our empathy for May so that we can see how and why she eventually goes off the deep end. Not that we support her actions, but we understand them. It's an unusual emotional response to what ultimately amounts to a very subdued slasher film. Apparently the critics were not fond of May, but I liked it a lot, and Roger Ebert (whom I usually like to disagree with) praises the same things I have and gave it four stars. Your mileage may vary.
On Saturday I did a great deal of laundry. In the afternoon I accompanied ribsinbacon and his friend Jess to a birthday party at renny1780's house for our friend Lynnette. Let me know if you're having trouble with the previous sentence, and I'll draw you a diagram. We didn't stay long because Ribs and Jess had obligations. Initially I felt kind of bad about this, but there was a fair amount of alcohol consumption going on and I had to fend off numerous drunken propositions from people I didn't know and... it was just not good. More on this later.
Later in the evening I went to Rocky Horror where the attendees of the party showed up, as did phil_bond. All was going well until the film broke less than a minute into the movie. Film breakage is not unusual and is usually fixed shortly via splicing, but the "five minutes" ETA streched out into "soon," and the cast was forced to improvise for about half an hour. At one point I was brought up on stage and asked to sing Dentist!, which I did until I realized that I didn't have backup singers and it kind of died. Eventually the theater announced that the splices weren't holding, and that the film would be in working condition for the next show, but they were giving up for the night. We got our money back and went to Country Kitchen. theenigma42 joined us at the restaurant and we had a great time
on the bench talkin' about crime -- mother stabbing, father raping, all kinds of groovy things that we was talking about on the bench. And everything was fine; we was smoking cigarettes and all kinds of things until the Sergeant came over -- had some paper in his hand -- held it up and said.
Then the text messages started.
At first I responded politely, but eventually I gave up and turned off my phone's ringer. See, the attendees of the party did not come to Country Kitchen. They went back to Renee's, and then decided that I should join them for... let's call it adult situations. I learned that telling somebody at 4:00 in the morning just how to bed I'm going (this sentence won't get a diagram, but I'll rewrite it if you want) doesn't mean they'll stop calling. When I got up my phone's memory had run out of space due to all the text messages, and I had voicemail waiting. I haven't listened to it.
On Sunday my sister and I went to my parents' house to photograph the puppies (for those who haven't been paying attention, there are puppies). I skipped choir practice citing snow and fatigue, but these are probably not good excuses. Later in the day I got a call from xmerrie1039x who was in Chicago for Fangoria's Weekend of Horrors where (among other things) she'd met George Romero and Tom Savini, and spent Saturday hanging out with Lloyd Kaufman. Sounds like she had a blast; I'm very jealous. I should pay attention to these things so I can attend sometime. I'd really like to meet Stuart Gordon so I can shake his hand, thank him for Re-Animator, and tell him to cut it out.
Current Mood: working
Current Music: Chemical Wedding
|Date:||March 6th, 2006 06:05 pm (UTC)|| |
that must have been one hell of a lot of text messages... wow.
If I hadn't deleted them all I'd be able to share some examples with you, but yeah, it was a lot of text messages. All short and misspelled: "com to stoughton! lol!" and "were palying strip twister j/k" and such.
My friend Anjean has invited me to attend any number of special midnite shows down in Rosemont including... well, I'll just copy/paste from the message:
If you are interested, the samurai fest extends to Thursday, March 9th. There is also a sick and twisted animation midnight show going on every weekend until March 18th. Then, Rocky Horror is playing at midnight on March 24&25, April 28&29, and May 26&27. Transformers the movie (80's version!) is playing at midnight on May 5,6,12,13. Finally, Monty Python and the Holy Grail is playing at midnight on May 19, 20, 26, and 27.
It's at a different place than the Fangoria weekend, but it's far enough in advance in case any of them sound interesting.
It appears that it's good I didn't go to Rocky this time, even tho' I was seriously considering it. Supper took a couple hours to prepare, and the beef stew, I might add, was delicious!
If you're going to any of these shows, I might be persuaded to tag along. Glad the stew came out well. I wish I'd taken you up on it now.
Incidentally, I know you hate Troma, but The Toxic Avenger plays this Friday night at Midnight at the Orpheum. It's the closest Troma will ever come to a mainstream hit (you may remember that Fox adapted it as an animated series in the early '90s). I'm talking it up to people because I think I'm gonna go.
I have no idea what was said in the text messages (as I wasn't privvy to them). All we ended up doing (as a group) was playing Twister and consuming more alcohol. I want you to know that I was not drunk by any stretch of the imagination. And Bridget wanted to apologize for her behavior. She gets a little horny when she's drunk and, as she so eloquently put it, she "has a thing for goofy looking guys" like Chris Katan and Jimmy Falon. I guess you fall into that category? I called you because Nettie disappeared on me and I had no idea where she had gone and I thought that maybe she had said something to you. So, um...I think that's about it.
And I thought her name was Jennifer.
Oh, God, I hope her name wasn't Jennifer, otherwise, I've been calling her Jess all weekend. Worse things have happened, I suppose.
I'm sorry I didn't listen to your message. I really am. That wasn't the only one I had, though. There was one left sometime between 4:00 and 9 AM. Like I said, I still haven't listened to it. I don't know where Nettie went, but she sent me a couple of messages later in the evening, so she's fine at any rate.
So I'm "goofy looking," huh? I've suspected this for years.
I absolutly loved the movie May!!!! I told so many people that they should see it as I make countless tastless jokes that you only understand if you have seen the movie. I'm excited that you have seen it and hopefully more people will see now that you reveiwed it.
Buying the movie May to show friends $12.99
Ticket to R.H.P.S $5.00
Beverage and snack at Country Kitchen $6.87
Getting hit on by drunk girls your probably not attracted to PRICELESS
So after everything, a couple of the drunk girls sobered up and apologized to me last night. Friggin' ridiculous. I swear, I'm never going to a party again.
And then the meanest, nastiest one: the meanest, nastiest father-raper of them all: he came up to me and he said, "Wha'dja get?"
And I said, "I didn't get nothin'. I had to pay a fine, and they made me pick up the garbage there."
And he said, "No, I mean whad'ja do?"
And I said "Litterin'..."
And they all moved away from me on the bench- an' I said "And causin' a disturbance," and they all came back. And we all had a good time on the bench there, talkin' 'bout crime, fun, mother rapin', father stabbin'...
And then the sergeant came up to us...
He had a piece of paper in his hand...
|Date:||March 7th, 2006 06:58 am (UTC)|| |
well at least some one can get what they want
im so glad that some one else got the Alice res. ref. i though ti was the only one
I saw May when I was dating marissa it's very good and creepy. Diagrams I want Diagrams!!!
Great. Now where did I put that voodoo beer of a rare root?
A rubber chicken with a pulley in the middle? What possible use could this have?
|Date:||March 7th, 2006 01:33 pm (UTC)|| |
Don't you mean a dastardly -bra- wearing pirate?
Where ever you go on sea or on land, ya can't ever hid from Largo LeGrande!
|Date:||March 7th, 2006 03:39 pm (UTC)|| |
Re: Don't you mean a dastardly -bra- wearing pirate?
Hey! You kids aren't supposed to be in here!