tv turn-off, day 6
Aug. 28th, 2004 06:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
swingchickiethis has definitely gotten easier as the week has gone by. i think the key is to make plans, instead of leaving the evening open, so that i'm not wandering aimlessly around the apartment staring at the remote. even if it's something as simple as going for a walk... if i plan to do it, i'll do it.
speaking of planning... last night, after i planned to go dancing, was totally different. ::grin:: i got a call from my buddy J (he of the political and religious rants) in the morning, asking if i wanted to see "harold and kumar go to white castle" that evening. i didn't, and begged out by telling him i was going dancing. turns out the movie was starting at 7:30, and would be done just as the dance started, which was down the street. ::sigh:: since i had dragged him to "dodgeball", i decided to be a good friend and go with him to this one. we made plans to meet around 7:15 at the theater, and L1 was coming too. just as i finished making dinner (the "chicken rundown" recipe was good, btw), he called... turns out the listing he'd read for the movie was wrong, he was at the theater early and it wasn't playing. so we had to finagle another movie, all calling each other on our cellphones, and decided to see "napoleon dynamite". i didn't mind seeing it again, and i figured it'd be fun to talk about it with them afterwards.
well, "talking about it" turned into a 2-hour discussion afterwards, because J just didn't get why it was funny. he was really baffled. the rest of us in the theater laughed our asses off, and he just sat there with a puzzled expression on his face. so after the movie, we went to a local thai restaurant and sat outside on the patio and hashed it out. "i... i just don't get it..." J stammered over and over again. "i mean, there was no real 'good guy' to root for, everyone was just average. there was no big drama. and there was no real bad guy. even the people i wanted to be bad were just... regular people. there was no real bad guy." finally L1 raised her martini and said, "honey, the bad guy was... idaho."
the outdoor patio was absolutely lovely last night. the moon was almost full, it was a cool evening and there was a good breeze blowing over us as we talked. L1 and i found our new favorite martini, a speciality of the house: raspberry vodka, cointreau, ginger liqueur, lime juice, pineapple juice, and a float of champagne, poured over a fresh raspberry. no lie, it tasted like key lime pie. YUM. even our waiter, a sweet baby-faced 20 year old named michael who was new, thought it was amazing (he tried a taste of one in the back, after he saw us order like 20 of them, and raved about it to us with a sheepish grin). we ordered some thai appetizers, most of which were deep-fried tempura vegetables. i was joking about it being my last night of deep-fried food, with my new tummy diet starting saturday... and how anything deep-fried, veggies or otherwise, was a good thing... which brought up my story about the deep-fried oreos from a couple of weeks ago. but later, michael brought us the dessert menus... i wasn't going to have anything, because i was getting full... then i decided to take a peek, and my heart almost stopped.
deep-fried twinkies.
awwwwww, yeah, baby. L1 and i split an order (which meant we each got one). final verdict? not as good as the fried oreos, but okay. i think partly it was all the other tempura we had just downed... a tempura twinkie just wasn't the best idea after. we finally headed home close to midnight, with a fond farewell from michael... i guess he must have really liked us as customers... you know how a lot of servers will write a little note on your dinner bill, like "Thx! Julie" and a smiley face? well, michael wrote "thank you very much!!! have a great night and drive safely. come back tomorrow night for more martinis!!! michael (smiley face). it was like a whole conversation on the check. lol and he actually followed us out to thank us for the tip, which was sweet considering it was only like 30%, and as a thank-you taught us how to say "shit" in thai. hee hee.
so, a good night in general. no dancing, but that's okay. i'll take laughing my hiney off with my friends any day.
speaking of planning... last night, after i planned to go dancing, was totally different. ::grin:: i got a call from my buddy J (he of the political and religious rants) in the morning, asking if i wanted to see "harold and kumar go to white castle" that evening. i didn't, and begged out by telling him i was going dancing. turns out the movie was starting at 7:30, and would be done just as the dance started, which was down the street. ::sigh:: since i had dragged him to "dodgeball", i decided to be a good friend and go with him to this one. we made plans to meet around 7:15 at the theater, and L1 was coming too. just as i finished making dinner (the "chicken rundown" recipe was good, btw), he called... turns out the listing he'd read for the movie was wrong, he was at the theater early and it wasn't playing. so we had to finagle another movie, all calling each other on our cellphones, and decided to see "napoleon dynamite". i didn't mind seeing it again, and i figured it'd be fun to talk about it with them afterwards.
well, "talking about it" turned into a 2-hour discussion afterwards, because J just didn't get why it was funny. he was really baffled. the rest of us in the theater laughed our asses off, and he just sat there with a puzzled expression on his face. so after the movie, we went to a local thai restaurant and sat outside on the patio and hashed it out. "i... i just don't get it..." J stammered over and over again. "i mean, there was no real 'good guy' to root for, everyone was just average. there was no big drama. and there was no real bad guy. even the people i wanted to be bad were just... regular people. there was no real bad guy." finally L1 raised her martini and said, "honey, the bad guy was... idaho."
the outdoor patio was absolutely lovely last night. the moon was almost full, it was a cool evening and there was a good breeze blowing over us as we talked. L1 and i found our new favorite martini, a speciality of the house: raspberry vodka, cointreau, ginger liqueur, lime juice, pineapple juice, and a float of champagne, poured over a fresh raspberry. no lie, it tasted like key lime pie. YUM. even our waiter, a sweet baby-faced 20 year old named michael who was new, thought it was amazing (he tried a taste of one in the back, after he saw us order like 20 of them, and raved about it to us with a sheepish grin). we ordered some thai appetizers, most of which were deep-fried tempura vegetables. i was joking about it being my last night of deep-fried food, with my new tummy diet starting saturday... and how anything deep-fried, veggies or otherwise, was a good thing... which brought up my story about the deep-fried oreos from a couple of weeks ago. but later, michael brought us the dessert menus... i wasn't going to have anything, because i was getting full... then i decided to take a peek, and my heart almost stopped.
deep-fried twinkies.
awwwwww, yeah, baby. L1 and i split an order (which meant we each got one). final verdict? not as good as the fried oreos, but okay. i think partly it was all the other tempura we had just downed... a tempura twinkie just wasn't the best idea after. we finally headed home close to midnight, with a fond farewell from michael... i guess he must have really liked us as customers... you know how a lot of servers will write a little note on your dinner bill, like "Thx! Julie" and a smiley face? well, michael wrote "thank you very much!!! have a great night and drive safely. come back tomorrow night for more martinis!!! michael (smiley face). it was like a whole conversation on the check. lol and he actually followed us out to thank us for the tip, which was sweet considering it was only like 30%, and as a thank-you taught us how to say "shit" in thai. hee hee.
so, a good night in general. no dancing, but that's okay. i'll take laughing my hiney off with my friends any day.
