April 18th, 2010
|12:14 am - Reasons Why Today Was Pretty Awesome|
1. I had breakfast at Gaylord's. A cute barista handed me an almond croissant and whipped me up a Gaylord's mocha, which was a cafe mocha made with chocolate milk instead of powder. It was very sweet. I read Transmetropolitan on top of Mrs. Pac-Man.
B. Dan and Jason and I saw Kick-Ass, which was, well, kick-ass. Really good, better than I was expecting. I thought it would just be a bunch of crazy violence and a foul-mouthed child, but everything had its place, and it turned out be a really good superhero movie. Unexpectedly emotional, and pretty intense.
The sound kept cutting out throughout the movie, so we complained to the manager and got free passes, which we plan on using to see The Losers on Friday.
III. I stopped by Dr. Comics and chatted with Cute Comic Book Store Girl #2—who had waved to me upon seeing me—about seeing her at Cato's last week. Then as she and CCBSG1 ate crackers and cheese, she asked me where I got my shirt because it was awesome and she needed to get one and we would have the same shirt. She, like me, loved dinosaurs. Also, she gave me a Nut-Thin.
She improves my week.
Quatro. For lunch, I had a turkey sandwich on a spinach asiago bagel at Posh Bagel. I read Transmetropolitan not on top of an arcade game.
Five. New Doctor Who! I do enjoy Eleven and Amy Pond. And certain things that offer you tea.
Tricia Helfer. miniglik introduced me to Michael Jordan's Twitter, which is hilarious and full of gems like "I'd love to find a new Root Beer that really knocks my socks off. I'm worried that I've tried them all." He's WORRIED, you guys. WHAT IF HE HAS TRIED THEM ALL. WOE.
Se7en. On BART, I sat next to a guy in a bunny hat holding a stuffed carrot and reading Watership Down. He also had a bunny tattoo. And a Rugrats watch. And a stuffed giraffe and a stuffed horse. I have no idea where this man came from and whether he was on anything, but he was an odd duck (he did not have a stuffed duck, to my knowledge). His name was Levy. When I told him I was on my way to have dinner with a friend, he said that dinner was good and friends were good. I agreed.
He randomly gave me a Shiva finger puppet—oh my God it's also a magnet—to keep for my own. He hoped Shiva would get me some free naan, since we agreed that you shouldn't have to pay for naan.
I forget what eight was for. I met a friend from Rice, Missy, for dinner at Little Delhi. We had not seen each other in six years, but she had been in the Bay Area the whole time I had been here without our knowing it until recently. We played catch-up, talked Shakespeare, and both ordered the badami chicken. Although I had Shiva on the table, I did not invoke him when ordering naan, so we had to pay for it.
"Thank you for wanting to see me," I said after dinner.
"Thank you for wanting to see me," she said. I believe that wanting to see me is a highly underrated activity and should be done more often.
District. Since the restaurant was right by the EXIT Theatre, I had suggested we see a play afterward, and she was up for it, so we saw The Wind and Rain, a play based on the old Irish ballad about one sister murdering another in a jealous rage and a fiddler making a fiddle out of her bones. It was funny! It was an interesting take on the story, especially with the fiddler wordlessly hanging around onstage for most of the play waiting to play her role (while also playing music throughout the show). Missy liked the swim-dancing.
I walked Missy back to her car so no one would beat her up and steal her lunch money. She said that was nice of me.
Current Mood: satisfied
Current Music: Tori Amos - Butterfly (Chaos Mix)
Um, I totally suck, because I knew she was vaguely in your area...you would think that sometime in the past four years I would have thought, hey, Sunil and Missy know each other; they should hang out sometime. But somehow my brain just didn't go there. Stupid brain!
I forget what eight was for.
*sigh* Poor Paul McGann.
Edited at 2010-04-18 01:04 pm (UTC)
|Date:||April 18th, 2010 09:28 am (UTC)|| |
On BART, I sat next to a guy in a bunny hat holding a stuffed carrot and reading Watership Down.
That guy sounds awesome.
I forget what eight was for.
Nice. This one's my favorite.
Sunil! I was just thinking, where's Sunil at lately, so I clicked and see you've been at WonderCon! I have some LJ backreading to look forward to.
I saw Kick-Ass last night and lurved it. So appealing and fun and kickass, but with some tender, moving moments. I had to close my eyes at the microwave scene though. And I wish I'd been in a crowd that "got it" better. There were a handful of us laughing and hooting, but everyone else sat silently.
THANK YOU for pointing me to MJ's Twitter stream. It seems too good to be true, like some ironic ghost writer is writing those tweets. I mean "Life is a dream from which only death awakens us."?? Seriously? And "I was just thinking... How do airplanes work?" Someone has to be making those up.
How DO they work? It's a mystery!!
So appealing and fun and kickass, but with some tender, moving moments.
I almost cried! Oh, Hit-Girl and Big Daddy. How are you so adorable?
Enjoy your backreading. Comment at will!
|Date:||April 18th, 2010 12:53 pm (UTC)|| |
*does a small happy dance for the Violent Femmes reference*
I hadn't seen the Shiva and Ganesh finger puppets before, though I'd seen the dolls, but I keep wanting a Kali doll to go with them and I am pouty that they do not make one. I feel you need the whole family grouping. Possibly with a picnic. And a peacock.
|Date:||April 19th, 2010 09:02 am (UTC)|| |
Most excellent! Although I sympathize with Jordan. Root beer! There should be further exploration!
Hee. Violent Femmes reference! *love*
So the new Doctor Who was good? I was actually going to try it out this time (have it recorded but haven't watched it yet).
Yeah, Eleven is winning me over more quickly than expected. (I've seen the first three episodes, but reception to the first episode was almost universally positive.)