Nice Chaps
a'member when i invited all ya'll to join me in watching Sin City? a'member dat?
well you missed it. i went with ben & jess and my fieyonsay. i had spent the afternoon drinking beer. this is the kind of friday workday i like. the, "hey. let's all go to the Ramp for lunch" day.
if the bosses come, then you are obliged to match them drink for drink. we had to wait forty-five minutes for a table. so i got a little soused. my boss wore his new blootooth headset the entire time.
then i went back to work and stared idiotically at the computer until it was time to go.
TIME TO GO!
we love that time. especially on fried-egg, when the weekend is all starting up and the weather is nice and you're a little drunkicled. and you're going to see Sin City! and ben & jess, whom i've not seen in the age of a raccoon.
they're some of my last hold-out college friends. everyone else became part of the background via the process of osmosis. not them. ben and jess did have a wee baby, though, so i don't see them that often. his name is emmett. so yeah, they stopped racing with us in the Satan's Rectum and Damn Near Killed 'Em Bike Club to raise young emmett.
we saw Sin City on opening night. it was a good thing that ben and jess were there because you need parents around to explain the confusing adult issues that arise when bruce willis pulls some yellow dude's pecker off. they say helpful parental things to explain and contextualize such an action.
"gross," they said.
except they weren't talking about bruce willis' pecker-pulling. they were talking about mr. willie bru's lip-locking with young miss jessica alba.
now. i know this miss alba from the teevee. never been too impressed with her before. but then she'd never been wearing chaps and a foxy cowgirl get-up and doing the hootchie-koo in crisp black and white.
let us say that i found Sin City to be worth the price of admission. it looked glorious. absolutely beautiful and totally over-the-top gory. together. in one taste sensation for the eyes. one eye-taste sensation.
the dialogue was a little rough to deliver on the screen, but whatever. it looked fantastic. did i say that? and mickey rourke was perfect as Marv.
then i spent the rest of the weekend working on the website for the wedding. it was not as fun as jessica alba in chaps.
today, on the public transportation, there was this dude. kind of a soft lookin' dude wearing a poofy tan coat and a floppy hat. his hat was a tan fishing-style hat with one end mashed up and it sat askew on his head. he wore peach cords and yellow sneakers. he was black. he had poofy eyelids and poofy cheeks and wide lips. he had a ziplock baggie filled with nutter butters.
he was eatin' them nutter butters. sometimes he'd pull the two cookies apart and scrape the nutter butter off with his teeth.
maybe he was soft in the head. but maybe not.
he sure did like them nutter butters though.
he told me he was on the short list to be the next pope. i could, he implied, be vice-pope. i've got what it takes, says he.
if i was a south park character, i'd look like this:
my feeonssei would look like this:
Hey there cow poke...
I want to cut and paste my south park character, but i can't figure out how!
how'd you do that????
KJ
it's a little tricky.
on a PC, hit control + print screen. then open up a photo editor like photoshop or picture viewer. open a new document. do an edit/insert (control-V might work). that should dump your screen contents into the viewer. then you can crop it down to just the character.