Last night’s Murder City Devils DVD release party was the most fun I’ve had on a Tuesday in a while. I was already buzzed when I got there because I came from the Women In Film tour of Modern Digital and they had free wine. I am INCAPABLE of passing up free booze. I’m seriously. It’s like my goddamned kryptonite.
ANYWAY, I was late getting to the Croc and felt like an asshole because apparently Sherrard was harassed by paparazzi while he waited for me. We went in and found Ryan and Adam who were already well on their way to Drunky Town. Ryan was kind enough to bring Sherrard and me a menu AND some drinks. We ate some food and drank some water (which I credit for the reason I’m not incapacitatingly hung-over today). Then the DVD screening started and I was immediately sucked through a portal back in time to Halloween 2002. It was amazing. I was actually at the show but was in the bar in the back being surly so I didn’t experience the full extend of the raw energy that was pulsing through the crowd that night. But the video TOTALLY captures it. It’s mostly hand-held shots and one of the cameras is in the crowd so you really feel like you’re there watching the stuff of legends being woven. It was enhanced by the way in which the movie was shown: on a screen on the stage behind the gear of the band that was scheduled to play afterwards. It was really quite trippy. Sherrard commented on the significance of having this footage because most of the influential rock bands of the past don’t really have that much archival footage available. There’s not that much for The Clash or the Pistols and the sound and picture quality is usually really awful. In this case, The Murder City Devils WILL be an influential band for future generations and they will have this wonderful DVD with great picture and sound quality to look back on. Hooray for Ryan and Adam who have done their part for the history of rock and roll.
I got home around midnight. Fueled by drink and rock I couldn’t sleep and so instead I stayed up till 1 in the morning writing Friendster testimonials for people. Yeah, I don’t know either.
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What Your Dreams Mean… |
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Your dreams seem to show that you're a bit disturbed… but nothing serious. You may have a problem you're trying to work out in your sleep. Your dreams tend to reflect your insecurities. Your dreams indicate that you have very conflicted feelings. You have a very vivid imagination and a rich creative mind. |
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So “Snow Day, Bloody Snow Day” got its first review yesterday. It's actually quite rave. Of course, there's the “Shaun of the Dead” comparison that I reckon will follow us to the ends of the earth (even though we wrote the movie a good 8 months before we even HEARD about SOTD). I'm especially curious as to which character the guy thought was “exactly like Shaun”. But I'm not going to argue with a review like that. So yay for us. As Faye said, it will be a good cushion for us for when we get the inevitable bad review.
In other news, I have quite the exciting Tuesday night planned. I'm going to tour Modern Digital with Dom and the Women in Film group and after I'm going to the Murder City Devils final show DVD release party. My friends Ryan and Adam made this DVD so it's a pretty big deal for them. The Stranger was supposed to review it last week but they didn't, which is surprising (because the Murder City Devils are hometown heroes) and not surprising (because the Stranger are wankers) at the same time.
Now I just need to keep pounding the caffeine today so that my old bones can stay up that late. And work. I really should do some work…
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WEEKEND RECAP
Friday
Faye, Borgia, BennDunn, Erik and I met at the Wok and Grill which used to be a nice quiet place to get a drink and a good meal on a Friday night. We reveled in their cheesy New Wave/80’s hits juke box selection. Those days may well be over. Around 9:00, a DJ showed up and started playing The Smiths. While I count myself a person who generally enjoys the Smiths, I do not enjoy them on a Friday night when I am trying to stay awake and upbeat. We decided to leave at the end of our round and find refuge elsewhere. We lost (Erik) one but gained 3 (Sherrard, Dan and friend, a lovely girl called Marie) and set ourselves up at Bill’s Off Broadway where the music selection was decidedly more party-like. A few pitchers later, we were happily drunk enough and ready for bed. BennDunn crashed on my couch. He was kept warm by the thoughtful Tobe who volunteered himself as a blanket. What a considerate cat.
Saturday
This was probably the first Saturday in recent memory that I didn’t have ANY commitments or work to do. Nothing. Bliss. Dom and I ate breakfast at Julia’s (delicious French toast but lackluster potatoes). Then we went to get some afternoon movies. We rented a “short” film (40 minutes) called “Being Ron Jeremy”. It was a parody of “Being John Malkovich” which was saved ENTIRELY by the participation of the titular actor. It was written/directed and starring a lanky, pale Jewish man who bares a striking resemblance to Matt Stone. This guy apparently went to film school in New York and is slightly younger than me and I was immediately jealous of his having been able to get Ron Jeremy to be in his movie. Most of the jokes are pretty obvious and cliché, but The Hedgehog is always so enjoyable to watch that I forgave the cheesy dialogue.
Note to filmmakers: There is almost NEVER any reason why a short film should be longer than 20 minutes. 40 minutes isn't short. But thank you for cutting out the scene where you, the nerdy lead actor/writer/director are in a hot tub with 2 porn stars. We all know why you wrote it. You were wise to save it for the deleted scenes.
After Dom left for his show, I watched the other movie I’d rented. I have been trying to get people to rent Saw with me since it came out on video but to no avail so I realized I would have to watch it on my own. The downside to this is that there was no one there to wake me up after I fell asleep halfway through. Is that a testament to how dumb the movie was or to how run down I have been lately? The world may never know… (My money is on a combination of the two).
Sunday
I was stricken with a sudden shame over how horrifically messy the apartment was. Seriously. Dom and I are disgusting. Why this only bothers me once every couple of months is beyond me. I decided that as soon as I came back from yoga, we would clean. And clean we did. It really wasn’t so bad and now I feel so much better about my living space that I wonder why I waited so long. Of course, we’ll see how long this attitude lasts. I’m sure I’ll be back in the same lazy headspace in no time.
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As usual, they don't give you enough options for certain questions. But here we are anyway.
Your Political Profile |
| Overall: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal |
| Social Issues: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal |
| Personal Responsibility: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal |
| Fiscal Issues: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal |
| Ethics: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal |
| Defense and Crime: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal |
Don't let ED depress you…
Today is one of those days when work is completely unbearable. I have done almost nothing today. I just cannot concentrate. This post is also pointless. So I will offer this as consolation.
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Dear new lady that works in our office,
It's one thing that your vocabulary skills are as appalling as that of our president's, and that you promote anti-intellectualism by making fun of my boss for using “big words”. That I can be amused by. But when you take two-hour lunches with your best friend and write them off as “business lunches” simply because she works at one of our competing firms, you piss me off. I got yelled at once for coming back 10 minutes late from my break. I have never abused my breaks like you do in your first month of employment here. And when you call to say you're going to be late, don't tell me. Tell your boss. I'm not going to rat on you, but sooner or later, he's going to catch on to the fact that you're late every day. And for god's sake, you already come in an hour later than we do. I realise you have to commute from Tacoma and there's traffic and whatnot, but seriously, lady. Leave earlier. And don't whine to me about not being a morning person because neither am I and I have to get here before you do. And also, don't tell me about how you hate wearing shoes. Don't try to commiserate with me by telling me candy makes you fat. It makes everyone fat. Don't eat it. And CERTAINLY don't tell me about how you are scared of rats. I will not sympathize with you and it's not worth my time to explain to you how ignorant you are. And finally, stop monopolizing my interns. Well, you can have the annoying one who has to ask me 100 questions about how to use the photocopier and the binding machine, but the other one is mine. Hands off.
Love,
Me
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I'll just say this. I scored this low because I am retarded in Math. Seriously, hopelessly retarded. I actually got a perfect score on the analogies and a near-perfect score on verbal in general. But for some reason, when I see a group of numbers, my brain goes on strike. Also, I think George Bush must have cheated.
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You Scored Higher Than Howard Stern
You Scored Lower Than George W. Bush You Scored Lower Than Al Gore You Scored Lower Than David Duchovny You Scored Lower Than Natalie Portman You Scored Lower Than Bill Gates |
| Your IQ is most likely in the 120-130 range |
| Equivalent ACT score: 26 |
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Schools that Fit Your SAT Score:
The George Washington University University of California-San Diego Villanova University The University of Texas at Austin Penn State – University Park |
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Bad Movie Monday reviews are back! Read this. It's safe for work. Unless laughter is frowned upon at your work. Soon, the old Bad Movie Monday reviews will be up and then I can go back to reading Faye's review of “The Butterfly Effect” once a week and people who did google searches for “pretend to be an amputee” and found our site will no longer be disappointed.
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