according to my co-house-itator "sanjuro" is the best movie ever. He just explained all the best parts to me.
in
great
detail.

my favourite moments from Mardi Gras:
Alex: you wore the Trinity pants.
me: i did.
Alex: I thank you.
....
dave: (after finding elton john was in the cd changer) this doesn't seem to rock. Todd, it's about your estrogen level . . .(and later) you might get laid, I'm pretty sure Jessica has a dick.
.....
me:(after realizing that the *girls* were going to Marcellas) Why do i always have to have a vagina?
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and so on. the assistant editor of Artvoice and big old theatre critic tony chase was working the door at marcellas and he gave me an "oh hi!". oh man, tony, you don't have to pretend you know me. a guy at desi's took a picture of his own friends ass as he tried to get some *beads* (dignity=beads, an even trade) and we gave him grief about it. then he said, "don't i know you? you did a thing at the calumet?" i got recognized twice in one night. so far in my life that makes . . . uuhh . . twice.
my friends are lightweights. big old dave had to be carried out at ELEVEN pm. c'est si tres mal.
Laura passed out on the concrete at midnight, (just as I was being called up to sing "proud mary"karaoke style, yeah!) and when I came off the stage todd said "jess and laura said goodbye." our friends are lightweights. don't overdo it kids. it's just not as fun as it was when we were twelve.
oh, and buy a blue wig. they are awesome.
plus, tuna casserole is good.
dave foley- a prettier dave for the new millenium- is on pi tonight. i is happy. i is napped and happy.
right now i have A Bandaid Of Enormous Proportions on my left ring finger covering my nail and first jointy thing. I am haveing some
di-FIC-ulty typing. Todd is watching a samurai movie that is the follow up to chushingura, apparently it is very very funny. hm.

tomorrow i will have to take dave aside and talk to him about his estrogen level.