Sunday, September 4, 2011

Bounce House

... Continued.

I forgot to say I had a weird dream two nights ago. The bits and pieces I remember, as dreams tend to evaporate from memory throughout the day, are this: I was in a fictional version of Barnes & Noble when someone who found me familiar called out to me. I sat next to him. I realized he was Johnny's real life best friend Andy. Then Johnny walked in with a shaved head, explaining he felt it would help him get a job easier. The rest of the boys teased him, "What job?" Leah from Hot Topic, though I think in real life she quit the store already, joined us. But I can't remember anymore what she was talking about. End of dream.

Last night, I did a quick database run at the mall. Only Faith at Brookstone was present. At Barnes & Noble, I had to improvise as the hardcover of American Gods that I had been reading was gone and I looked for a paperback of it. The dude employee helping me was cool.

DUDE: You could order it.
RYAN: I don't need it. I just have to finish it to make sure if it's good. Everyone wonders why I can't tell earlier if a book will be good. Well, that all changed with Imperial Bedrooms.
DUDE: By Brett Easton Ellis?
RYAN: Yeah, the sequel to Less Than Zero.
DUDE: I love Less Than Zero. Haven't read Imperial Bedrooms yet, though.
RYAN: Yeah, it was really good ... but then he screwed up with the ending.

And then I finally finished all five-hundred-and-twenty-one pages of American Gods. It was good. The last line may have been a bit lackluster. But it was good.

At "G"'s place, we were watching Priest starring Cam Gigandet. I got to educate them about Gigandet (TV's The OC, Never Back Down, Twilight, Easy A). Unfortunately, our attention-deficit minds couldn't finish it as viewing a clip from Naked Weapon turned into educating "Choir Boy" about porn. And since he didn't even know there was such thing as pornstars using no condoms - Hence, the code name "Choir Boy" - we had a long way to go.

Mental note: "G" is good with nunchaku, sometimes Anglicized as nunchucks, which can be bought in China Town.

Red wine was good. White wine afterward was tastier. Line of the night: "Choir Boy" says "G" is a chick's ideal relationship whereas I'm a chick's ideal one-night-stand. I guess I'm flattered. I drove him home and I went to bed at around 4 or 5AM.

I went to Church at noon for the first time in a long time. I remembered what Garry once said about the sluttiest chicks going to Church on Sundays. ("The whole 'I'll say 50 Hail Mary's and be forgiven for having two dicks in my mouth' thing is very appealing to them.") There actually were some cute chicks under the sunlight through the stained glass windows, looking like they slept in their party clothes.

I watered Alex's lawn and did a quick database run at the mall. That jackoffable meaty white chick at Waba Teriyaki Grill will have to serve as a substitute in the database. Dana was working at Lush Cosmetics as well.

Mommy and I went to Santa Barbara for my nephew Tristan's 2nd Birthday. He knows how to say, "Balloon" and "Up" now.

Highlight of the night: Adults are never too old to play in bounce houses.

Runner up (highlight of the night): Cousin Jo Ann and Cousin-in-law Amiel's friend, "Toast," whom I actually remember first meeting when I was a little kid, was trying to find a movie on HBO for the little kids to watch. He assumed Piranha 3D was a good one ... until naked chicks were everywhere AND none of us adults could find the remote! Guess where it was? I was inadvertently sitting on it!

SOME DUDE: (At me) You were too busy on your phone! (Regarding my phone's armored look) Is that even a phone? You could knock someone out with that!

CONCERNED CHICK: How did it go from E.T. to this???

Driving back from Santa Barbara, 103.5 regained frequency after about twenty five minutes, just in time for Bryan Adams' (Everything I Do) I Do It For You. And then other frequencies were meshing, resulting in a bad mash-up between Bill Withers' Lean On Me and Katy Perry's Last Friday Night (T.G.I.F.). I got us back twenty minutes faster than the estimated time.

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