21 February 2007

Wherein Sandwiches In The Shape Of Fish Are Consumed, or, Industrial, Goth, Cyber Kinetic, Future Trash, Fetish and DIY

Act Sixteen, Scene Two

Cast: Man With Italian Handbag, Utterly Unflappable Goth Waitress

Setting: 12:22 PM, No Fish! Go Fish!, Table Near The Window, Hawthorne Street, Portland

UUGW: I assume that you will be eating with your hands?
MWIH: Except the soup.
UUGW: Right. That'd be messy.

14 February 2007

Wherein An Odd Choice Of Subject Matter Is DIscussed, or, Elmo And Big Bird In The Charles Manson Story

Act Sixteen, Scene One

Cast: Myself, Copy Of Thomas Friedman's Longitudes & Attitudes

Setting: 1:15 PM, Biography Section, Hollywood Branch, Multnomah County Library

Myself: A biography of Adolf Hitler for children. Oh, its part of a series. They also have one for Stalin. Maybe they can do Pol Pot and hit the evil bastard trifecta.
COTFL&A: [Does nothing.]

13 February 2007

Wherein The Definition Of What Constitutes Family Entertainment Is Discussed, or, I'll Make Fun Of It Even Though I Didn't Actually Watch

Act Fifteen, Scene Five

Cast: Myself, Copy of Max Barry's "Jennifer Government"

Setting: 9:03 PM, Home, Sofa, Watching ABC Family

Myself: Huh. Satan's School For Girls. Its like the Manson Family Network.
COMBJG: [Does nothing.]

05 February 2007

Wherein The Creativity Of Some Ad Agency Is Questioned, or, Baseball, Apple Pie And A Little Bit Of Titty

Act Fifteen, Scene Four

Cast: Man With Messy Brown Hair, Asian Woman In Glasses

Setting: 8:10 PM, Someone's House, Watching The Super Bow

MWMBH: Not that I mind hot women in tight t-shirts chanting "Go Daddy", but don't you think that for a million and a half dollars they could of come up with something better?
AWIG: Why mess with a winner?

Wherein An Unexpected Benefit Of Your Team Winning The Super Bowl Is Discussed, or, What 's The Return Policy On Big Screen Televisions?

Act Fifteen, Scene Three

Cast: Woman With Messy Blonde Hair, Man With Messy Brown Hair

Setting: 7:22 PM, Someone's House, Watching The Super Bowl

WWMBH: If the Colt's this keeps up, Cheryl's husband should kill himself in about an hour.
MWMBH: Bear's fan, huh?
WWMBH: And a complete asshole. Go Colts!