Finnegan Begin Again.
Sep. 9th, 2002 12:22 pmSuch a long period of time has elapsed since my last entry. I'm tempted to write a narrative completely unrelated, but instead will share random snippets that come to mind when I think oh so fondly of "this past weekend":
On Sunday morning I went to the paint store to purchase duct tape to fix a broken futon frame. When I walked up to the counter to pay, the man asked, "oh! are you a drummer?" What? I mean, I know how drummer's use duct tape, but it's a strange out-of-the-blue question.
On Saturday afternoon after purchasing Taco's "Puttin on the Ritz" on vinyl, Damon and I were yelled at by a woman at the bus stop wearing a red playboy bunny visor. Well, it wasn't a stranger -- it was the illustrious
vfc, on her way to watching Trading Spaces.
Later we played Trivia Pursuit, where
nineinchlovely and I had a beautiful come from behind win which I attributed to his answering a sports question with "Lawrence Taylor". I nearly cried from the beauty of the moment.
Yesterday we were forced to clean house for visitors, which is fine because now we have a clean house. And a less broken futon.
Last night MelRo finally saw "Waking Life". I loved it for a third time. And now I must find a documentary that focuses on one of the characters featured. The DVD also contained scenes of the live-action tape which just aren't as exciting when not animated.
Shana called at midnight but I didn't know better. All I have to say is "John Stamos's nipple".
And that pretty much bring us current. Coming soon (after this evening): A review of Mariah Carey's [insert proper accent marks] piece de resistance Glitter.
On Sunday morning I went to the paint store to purchase duct tape to fix a broken futon frame. When I walked up to the counter to pay, the man asked, "oh! are you a drummer?" What? I mean, I know how drummer's use duct tape, but it's a strange out-of-the-blue question.
On Saturday afternoon after purchasing Taco's "Puttin on the Ritz" on vinyl, Damon and I were yelled at by a woman at the bus stop wearing a red playboy bunny visor. Well, it wasn't a stranger -- it was the illustrious
Later we played Trivia Pursuit, where
Yesterday we were forced to clean house for visitors, which is fine because now we have a clean house. And a less broken futon.
Last night MelRo finally saw "Waking Life". I loved it for a third time. And now I must find a documentary that focuses on one of the characters featured. The DVD also contained scenes of the live-action tape which just aren't as exciting when not animated.
Shana called at midnight but I didn't know better. All I have to say is "John Stamos's nipple".
And that pretty much bring us current. Coming soon (after this evening): A review of Mariah Carey's [insert proper accent marks] piece de resistance Glitter.
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Date: 2002-09-09 10:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-09-09 11:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-09-09 01:12 pm (UTC)oooh, i should call my cellphone voicemail and listen to your message.
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Date: 2002-09-09 06:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-09-10 02:24 pm (UTC)xoxo
more nipple for your money...
Date: 2002-09-10 02:26 pm (UTC)john stamos' nipple, indeed.
Re: more nipple for your money...
Date: 2002-09-10 02:33 pm (UTC)