So I finally got around to seeing The Fountain. VERY powerful, beautiful movie. And despite its tone, it's actually very uplifting. Before I saw it, it seemed that other people that had were very divided about it. But give it a shot if you haven't already. And be sure to do so with an open mind. It's good stuff.
Oh, and I also just saw The Kingdom today. Also a very good movie. And not just because parts of it were shot in my hometown of Mesa, AZ.
Watching: The Fountain on DVD
Monday, October 8, 2007
Saturday, October 6, 2007
Let the 30s begin!
Last night was awesome! I just wish I could remember more of it....I don't even remember half of the pictures I posted here on myspace.
We started off with dinner at Cheesecake Factory where the service was amazing and the food, scrumdidliumptious. I had my first mojito (it was great--thanks again, Glenn!). It was me and about seventeen of my homies (and homettes), then onto Rumors (a local military bar just outside of base) to meet up with the rest of the crew. Got there, had a couple of drinks, rounded up the crew and got on the party bus. There were 38 of us. We got on, drank, yelled and sang. Got to a club, got off the bus and went in. Drank some more, danced, and drank some more. I don't actually remember leaving this first club. But we did at some point. I actually left my debit card there--though I don't remember buying anything with it. Anyway, we got back on the bus and went onto the next club. I don't remember anything about this second club. Not a thing. The next thing I knew, I was laying by the toilet this morning, shirtless but covered up by a towel and a make-shift pillow under my head. Who's toilet was it? I had no idea, but I would later find out I was at Billy Hirchette's house. Apparently, after the second club, we went back to Rumors, then onto Billy's house. The party continued there. I remember nothing of it. But apparently I was a cooperative drunk, along with talkative and amorous (apparently I told everyone I loved them.) I puked quite a bit, as I understand it. In fact, they id'd my filet mignon from Cheesecake Factory! Yummy....It is by far the most obliterated I have ever been even close to being in my life. Fortunately, I miraculously awoke without a hangover. Must've been all the water I drank at Cheesecake, and the water they fed to me inbetween throwing up.
Anyway, it seems that everyone had a blast last night, and that's all that I wanted. Thanks to everyone who couldn't be there for the birthday wishes. And to those of you that came out--either to the restaurant or to the bus (or both)--thanks so much for celebrating my birthday with me (and for the drinks). You made my night! A guy couldn't ask for a better group of friends....
Reading: Dhalgren by Samuel R. Delany
We started off with dinner at Cheesecake Factory where the service was amazing and the food, scrumdidliumptious. I had my first mojito (it was great--thanks again, Glenn!). It was me and about seventeen of my homies (and homettes), then onto Rumors (a local military bar just outside of base) to meet up with the rest of the crew. Got there, had a couple of drinks, rounded up the crew and got on the party bus. There were 38 of us. We got on, drank, yelled and sang. Got to a club, got off the bus and went in. Drank some more, danced, and drank some more. I don't actually remember leaving this first club. But we did at some point. I actually left my debit card there--though I don't remember buying anything with it. Anyway, we got back on the bus and went onto the next club. I don't remember anything about this second club. Not a thing. The next thing I knew, I was laying by the toilet this morning, shirtless but covered up by a towel and a make-shift pillow under my head. Who's toilet was it? I had no idea, but I would later find out I was at Billy Hirchette's house. Apparently, after the second club, we went back to Rumors, then onto Billy's house. The party continued there. I remember nothing of it. But apparently I was a cooperative drunk, along with talkative and amorous (apparently I told everyone I loved them.) I puked quite a bit, as I understand it. In fact, they id'd my filet mignon from Cheesecake Factory! Yummy....It is by far the most obliterated I have ever been even close to being in my life. Fortunately, I miraculously awoke without a hangover. Must've been all the water I drank at Cheesecake, and the water they fed to me inbetween throwing up.
Anyway, it seems that everyone had a blast last night, and that's all that I wanted. Thanks to everyone who couldn't be there for the birthday wishes. And to those of you that came out--either to the restaurant or to the bus (or both)--thanks so much for celebrating my birthday with me (and for the drinks). You made my night! A guy couldn't ask for a better group of friends....
Reading: Dhalgren by Samuel R. Delany
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