I really should be in bed, as I have one of those pesky 8-5 deals, but I’m sort of wired at the moment. I know I promised my electronic friends a manifesto on NN8, but that little diddy lies unfinished on my computer at work, ripe for the lame-o IT guys late night bored picking through our documents.
I wanted to give a shout out to the Hench for coming up to see me in my toothless glory this past weekend. We initially planned on being super-hip artsy types by going to see Dali, but found out you need an appointment for that type of thing, so we settled for the Archaeology & Anthropology Museum at the University of Pennsylvania. How’s that for punk rock. It was pretty neat, actually, because the museum is right across the street from the Hospital, and there’s this one part that is a big cylindrical wing that I had a really cool view of from my hospital room when I was furloughed there for a few days this past summer. It was cool to see what was inside there (a bunch of Japanese statues, murals, and this really dope 49lb. flawless crystal ball. I took a picture of it with my camera phone, but sorta forgot that I recorded my own shutter sound, so my punk ass bratting “Smile, Bitch!” resonated all off those crazy rounded walls.
We also scammed (re: won) $20 dollars from the Borgata and promptly got our asses out of there. We also watched like four episodes of Jem, who in retrospect, is only sort of outrageous. Even if her boyfriend/roadie had purple hair.
I really think that might be it. I thought I had a variety of things I could tease out here, but I’ve sort of fallen out of the mood. I had half a mind to launch some immaturity bombs out into the internet ether, but dagnabbit if boredom with the sight of my own typing didn’t prevail. Now THERE’S an understatement for you, Leslie.
February 24, 2005
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Thanks for the shout-out G! I had fun watching Gem and playing with Lillian. I don't think Bax was too impressed with his sexy mints but his mom loved the oven mitts.
You know what is weird? I am fairly obsessed with "The Notebook" right now. I don't quite understand how a movie that I joned on when it came out is my favorite movie right now. I rented it last night and will force Baxter to watch it tonight. I will probably purchase it when somebody buys it from Blockbuster and decides that they really hate it and sells it back to them.
Tell me, was it that good or am I just weird? I am too old to be obsessed with it just because I think the main guy is super-hot, so it must be something else! I dunno, the story line perhaps?
Anyways, thanks for being such a good host this past weekend. You did a lot of driving and spent a lot of money in a really short time! And really, isn't that what friendship is all about?
Perhaps Bax would have enjoyed the train peanuts more? What an ungrateful turd! I thought dudes were all stoked when their women showed an interest in the shooshy-badness, and I was sure that combining shooshy-badness with breath-freshening goodness would be a hit. Bah, what do I know.
I don't think it's weird that you're obsessed with "The Notebook". I'ma ad-mit right here that I was also taken with it. I definitely wouldn't kick a bed-headed Ryan Gosling out of my bed. See! That's why netflix is fantastic. You can randomly put the girly movies on your list, and sometimes you're surprised. And if they're a stinker, just turn it off and you'll get a new contender in a coupla days. Plus, it's nice to get mail that's not a bill.
It was my pleasure hosting you, mang! And please, if I remember correctly, it was YOU who drove my punk ass around Norfolk for like FOUR YEARS, so I'm still trying to catch up. Come again!
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