Really, I got out of bed on Saturday and went way out to Tualatin at 10am with Simms and his super duper nice and smart friends Nate, who manages metal bands, and Manny of Atole (who is about to go touring with Starfucker, and music I like lots now that I’ve listened to it). We cut in line with Nate’s brother, who is in a Klingon death metal band called Stovokor, and then we almost got beat up because we were the last people they let in. Well, almost, Simms asked the door guy to let the couple behind us in (cutters remorse) which they did.
Right at the door someone in the 150 or so people that didn’t get in, a deep angry stupid male voice, was belting “where are those people that cut?! Where’s that woman?” at which point I discreetly removed my tell-tale pink hat and studied the wall and picked at my fingernails and thought invisible thoughts.
It’s a movie I wouldn’t have seen otherwise, and I’m glad I went. My one big criticism is this: If I was from the future, and had been waiting 25 years for revenge, I would have thought up some killer comebacks and zingers. My dialogue would be fantastic and cutting and oozing evil. Ahem.
But the big news: Spock is a total fox.
True. I couldn’t stop looking at him. Also: Star Trek’s communication device inspired flip phones.
Later that night my friend Audrey talked me into going to see Starfucker, which seemed like a perfect conclusion to the day. However, Holocene had sold out just before we got there so I had to call in a favor to Jess Fucking P, who very kindly got us both in for free. The opening opener was a guy called Mattress, who was lounge-core weird and appealing in a way Audrey aptly called David Lynch-ian.
Super fun day, friends.
There was talk among the guys of going to Enchanted Forest theme park, which I really hope happens.
Wait, one more:
RRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwrrrrr.
There were no plot giveaways. That just seems mean.
bet u wish u were the makeup artist who had to put on his eyebrows every day.
Ha, well at least you admit to being evil.