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21 january 2001 Hungry? Of course you are! Welcome to America, where you're never more than fifty yards from a snack! Tasty review, fresh and crunchy. |
get a room Well hi! I hope you all had a restful weekend. I did; it was a good week, all told. Got to catch up on my going-out activities, reading, and finally got to see Traffic ! What a great movie! If you're up for lots of vicarious guns and drugs, then you just skedaddle on over to your local theatre for this one. It's well written, the characters are fully-developed, and I think it hits the nail smack on the head. Meaning, this country will never win any "drug war". Once you see this movie, you'll be hard-pressed to believe otherwise. As long as people want drugs, they'll find a way to get them. I just feel like shaking our fair government officials and saying, "duh". But I think that would get me in trouble. So if you see the movie, we can go shake them together. Alright, so anyway I went out see a great local band, Suitcase. Got to catch up with several friends, but had the misfortune of sitting next to two people on a very, very, early date. Ick. They were in their late thirties/early forties, both sort of grubby intellectual types. Seemed all smart and together and stuff. My kind of people. And then they opened their mouths to speak. The love-fest began when she yanked a tube of lotion from her pocketbook and slathered it on her hands. Date-Man commented on the minty (read: overwhelming) smell, and could he try some? Sure! She squerped some into his hands and they slathered away! Rubbedy rubbedy rub! Not only that, but she yakked like some kind of lotion commercial about the stuff. Yeah, it's a little more expensive than the other, but the eucalyptus and gooey beeswax blah blah blah blah blah... But there's more! They then began the requisite "getting to know you" conversation. Meaning, they used the one phrase that, if someone uses it on a date with me, automatically disqualifies them from further datage. Pay attention: "I'm the kind of person that..." I don't understand my quibble with this quote. Perhaps it is simply an astounding lack of conversational creativity. Perhaps it's too big, too general. Such a proclamation that is! I guess I'm afraid to say stuff like that. Knowing my sometimes fickle nature, it would probably become an invalid statement in a year. Are you going to submit stuff to lid? I want it chock full of you guys! |
