What a weekend. I’m fried, exhausted, pickled, and polluted (sounds like a Dave Matthews song). I have already declared today international stop sucking day.As in, stop sucking at basic things in life like picking up the phone, writing thank yous, keeping up with cleanliness in the apartment, eating less cheese, things like that. Oh yeah, and drinking during the week – which I do too much of and which I’m sure lends to the large droopy ass I have right now. No, I’m not fishing for compliments, I’m painting the picture for you. So don’t bother.
Friday night Factor and I packed for Baltimore and watched There Will Be Blood. Which was just ok. And now let’s talk about what really matters: the Factor Golden Horseshoe, which I believe is crammed firmly in the crack between his tiny butt. What does such an amazing golden horseshoe do? Let’s bullet this out?
- On Factor’s bday, we were running late to venue 2 and we needed to cram 12+ people into cabs and head down town.Not a cab to be found, but what IS found? A limo that pulls up and for 60 bucks we clowns crammed in and made it to Rehab in style and in ridiculous spirits
- When we hit Dollar rentals for our economy class car, we were told there were no more cars left.As we waited for our car another couple came inOur car, the only one available, pulls out of the bay. It’s a Sebring. Convertible.
- Factor gets change back from whatever – doughnuts or some shit. One of his quarters? A susan b Anthony dollar. He made 75 cents.
These things don’t happen to anyone else. Anyway, the weekend was awesome, it went like this:
- Drive to Baltimore
- Go to SheFactor’s shower
- Eat a lot
- Nap quick
- Drive to DC to hit “lucky Bar” for a birthday
- Hear some fun Baltimore jingle jangle on the way home from DC
- Wake up early on Sunday and head home to NYC
- Arrive in Hoboken for surprise bday party. No parking
- Pay 20 bucks for parking for 3 hours (yeahhhh)
- Get lost
- Arrive in city late for car return, pee at car rental place
- Get home
I woke up this morning thinking it was Sunday. But it’s not. It should be though, shouldn’t it?
Anyway, here’s a fellow I saw on the way home.
The movie was more than just ok. I didn’t like it as much as No Country, but I wouldn’t relegate it to the “just ok” pile either.
Also, I vote for today being Sunday, too.
Hmmm, this is true. It was better than just ok. I think Daniel Day Lewis’s character weirded me out. I mean, he did a really good job. His character bothered me. I liked the ending though, for sure. But I may have liked The Big Chill more than There will be blood.
He played a very unlikeable character…and played it very well. I loved the last line of the movie and abrupt cut to black. The best scene, by far, was when he received communion in the church. Great lines, great between the lines communication.
And where the hell did The Big Chill comparison come from?
I’m just saying. I like the big chill. A lot.
the factor golden horseshoe…. he has been hated for many years by many people for that damn golden horseshoe. seriously, it’s freaking ridiculous. i’ve never met anyone else like it.
I wasn’t that psyched about the movie, either.
Eating less cheese? I’ve attempted that for years, but to no avail… I find comfort in extra sharp white cheddar… and this is my boy H.W… he’s a cheese man