today, just like every other day

after experiencing a biting California winter full of rain and 60 degree weather, today's weather was most amazedly perfect. It called to me to venture out and mingle with everyone, or at least walk by them and bump into them with my shoulders on the Venice Beach boardwalk.

for anyone planning to ever visit, sunglasses are a mandatory fixture. moreso than a shirt or shoes. you're naked without them. and don't worry about getting crazy wicked raccoon eyes. i've yet to see anyone else with them, so i think there's a law against it. or maybe everyone has them, but since they never take off their sunglasses, i never see 'em. that could be it, too.

this evening i had planned another bout of amazing Loews theater movie hopping, but it wasn't in the cards. whoever plans the movie times does a pretty good job of screwing up my plans by leaving at least an hour in between movies i want to see. it's ok, it just means i hafta bring my A game when it comes to loitering in a theater and trying not to have the suits recognize that i've been in their establishment for the past seven hours. so i was going to see Sandler/Barrymore in 50 First Dates at 730, and then either Eurotrip at 930 or Starsky and Hutch at 950. i got there a little early and decided i'd catch the previews accompanying the 7 o clock S & H and then go watch 50FD, except i didnt. i didnt leave.

it wasn't a bad flick as far as killing time. some parts are funny, some parts not. it's definitely subpar compared to Old School, Road Trip, Stripes, and Revenge of the Nerds among other Todd Phillips directed movies. but people who are older than me who grew up watching the tv series say it's pretty dead on. so i guess that's good.

so a tradition of sorts following any movie sitting, i'm standing at a urinal in the men's room. and these two guys come in and step up to their respective urinals and basically rehash the whole movie.
"oh man, my favorite part was when ______".
"yeah dude, that was sweet. i liked it when ________"
"ha, yeah, and then he said _____"
"yeah i know, and the other guy was, like, __________"
"ha, yeah, and remember that _______ part?"
"yeah, that was pretty damn funny. do you remember that _______ part?"

yes, we all remember that part. and the other part. and all those things you just said. we all remember it because we all just sat in the same damn theater and watched the same damn movie you watched. people like that really rub me the wrong way. not to mention the fact that guys shouldn't talk to each other while they're, um, holding themselves. that's something that should just go without saying.

and i found myself with forty-five minutes until Eurotrip, so i walked into that theater. empty. completely empty. then a pimply faced minimum wage making teenager with a broom and a trash can walks in. i decide i really didnt want to see Eurotrip anyway, and didn't feel like waiting around for the next 50FD anyway.

i killed the next hour in Tower Records looking at new artists whose music i should check out, only to go home and evade the RIAA and download songs illegaly. and people say i'm not a risktaker....honestly....


Music of the moment: the entire Punk Goes Acoustic album (downloaded, naturally)
- posted by yeah...about that... @ 11:23 PM