We’re off to see the wizard…

Let’s see, a quick recap of the past three days:

I was supposed to meet Julie at 6:30 to see Some Like It Hot at the Saenger Theater. (The Saenger is showing three classic movies this weekend; Some Like it Hot on Friday, The Wizard of Oz on Saturday and Gone With The Wind today.)

I was trying to decide whether or not I had time to rush home, take a shower, change clothes and make it back downtown in time to meet her. My decision was made for me when I went to the ATM to get money and realised I had left my ATM card at home. In my wallet. With my ID. Since I was going to be meeting Dan and Kasey at 360 after the movie, I’d need my ID to get in – oh yeah, I’d also be driving to Algiers that night to see Stanton Moore at Old Point Bar. To make a long story short (too late) I ended up driving through a Brake Tag Road Block and made it through the other side with two tickets. One of which for no brake tag, the other for driving without a license. It’s just so hard being me sometimes. :)

So anyway, after the movie (it was so funny! I forgot how much I like Jack Lemmon – even in drag.) Julie brought me home and I came back downtown just in time to leave from 360 to make our way across the ferry to Algiers.

Dan bailed on us because he had work Saturday morning.

So now Kasey, her friends Byron and Matthew and I all pile in my poor little CRX and truck our little selves on over to the ferry. It was pretty uneventful throughout the show. Stanton was awesome – a fun time was had by all. After the show we decided to cut through the neighborhood instead of following the levee all the way back to he car. As it turned out, this was a mistake. We wandered around Algiers pretty aimlessly until a nice policeman stopped us, asked us where we were going and promptly gave us a lift back to the car. He mentioned in passing that:

“This is a nice neighborhood, but there’s a dangerous element that comes out at night. One more block and y’all would have been in the belly of the beast.”

So that was the first time I had ever been in the back of a police car, and it was actually a welcome experience.

That was it for Friday. I’m sure there’s more but it’s all kind of foggy now. I have to stop mixing vodka with cider, it’s just not good for me.

I finally woke up for good at 2pm. I had made several failed attempts beforehand, but the vodka and cider wasn’t about to let me off that easy. I scrambled for phone calls throughout the day, trying to figure out who was going to Wizard of Oz, how I was getting there and who had my tickets. (Did I mention the tickets for these movies were only 75 cents? Cool, eh?)

The Wizard of Oz was much cooler on the big screen than on the TVs on which I had seen it in the past. It’s not every day I get the change to see the Lollypop Guild guys 4 feet tall and in all their freaky glory. It was also kind of cool to have an entire packed house cheer for Toto when he escaped Mrs. Gulch’s basket in the first half of the movie. Afterward the show we all went to Deja Vu for grub. I ate entirely too much and forgot my cell phone in the theater. Yay!

I’ve only been awake for an hour and a half – so I’ll have to get back to you on this. Dan and Kasey went to Gone With The Wind and I stayed home since I’ve seen it a few times already and I’m just too tired.

Photos added

I’m working on adding some photos to the site. I don’t proclaim to be an artsy photographer or anything, but I’ve taken some pictures that I’d like to share – for one reason or another. Click here to see the Beta Version. Please, e-mail me and let me know if it looks bad. It’s completely set up using Style Sheets, and I don’t know how it renders in all browsers yet. It’s looks fine at work, but it was kind of weird looking at home. Thanks!

Stanton Moore Tonight?

Ok. Luckily for me, there’s a Stanton Moore show tonight at Old Point Bar in Algiers that other people just happen to be interested in seeing as well. I know.. Algiers… but it’s worth it, I promise. I think the show starts at 11. Like Dan said, everyone is invited… so come on down.

Stanton (besides being dreamy) is just about the best drummer I’ve ever seen, plus he has really cool glasses. What more could you ask for? :) He’s got this way of playing – it’s like zen drumming. (He drums by not drumming? *grin*) No matter how complex or simple the beat, he always looks like he’s having the time of his life – I love that. It’s been a while since I’ve seen him, even longer since I’ve seen him outside of Galactic, so I’m pretty excited. If I’m not careful I may find myself dancing (if you can call it that.) I’d love to see some friends out there (blog or otherwise,) let me know if you’re interested.

back to work…

At least she didn’t name him Sam. Or did she?

Oh, white trash can be so funny:
Baby born ahead of schedule – next to cash registers at Wal-Mart

My favorite parts:

“The store donated gifts, and Shenna named night manager Adrian Wright as godfather.”


‘It’s still all everybody’s talking about,’ assistant manager Retha Simpson said. ‘Especially the ones that were working and saw the actual birth. It’s still big news’

That’s just foul. I don’t need to see that kind of shit at Wal-Mart. I work in a HOSPITAL, for $DIETY’s sake, and I try to avoid seeing afterbirth as much as humanly possible. I certainly don’t want that in my face at 6:15 in the god damned morning while I’m trying to buy shower curtains. Blech.

Uhg. Pizza

Well anyway, I settled for a 5 topping pizza from Papa Johns, my favorite of the chain pizzas. It was good, although the bottom crust was extremely soggy so it all kind of fell apart when I tried to pick a piece up. Pepperoni, Italian Sausage, Green Peppers, and Extra Cheese. (I know, that’s 4 toppings; I couldn’t think of another one under pressure.) I hadn’t had pizza in … well, a really long time; probably a year or a year and a half. I’m just not a big pizza eater, I guess. I always look down at it, super greasy and taunting me. “Eat me Vincent… eat all of me!” So I usually do, which is bad.

Of the eight slices, I had 6, that’s just got to be bad for me. Oh well. It’ll be another year or so before I have another. I guess it could be worse – I could have had Manuel’s Hot Tomales. MHT’s are the greatest meat product wrapped in a paper tube ever. There’s nothing more appetising than watching the woman behind the counter open the huge pot of hot grease and reach inside with some tongs and pick out a dozen or so tomales. From the pot to the counter these thing drip enough grease to clog the arteries of a small village in Ayacucho Peru. You watch with disgusted glee as she wraps them in two sheets of butcher paper, an entire section of newspaper, and sometimes two paper bags.

Of course, by the time you get home the grease has soaked though all 20 layers of “protection” and you have a big grease stain on your car seat. Try explaining THAT one to someone.

Also try presenting this grease soaked bag to someone who’s not from here and get them to eat one… you’d have better odds starting a round of drinking games at a Mormon Church Social.

But mmmmmmm they’re good.

Oh well, back to work.