What the hell happened to September? Or August and July for that matter?
It seems like just the other day that it was June and I was sitting on my back porch, reading, writing and sunning myself like a sexual virile cat. This must be how it is to get older: the seasons passing progressively faster and faster, until months stream by like hours, and then you’re dead. At least I got a new job out of September.
Yesterday I went downtown with friends Rainbow Brite, Sergeant Slaughter, and Rom to peruse what the kids now call “the Oktoberfest.” It was a reasonably good time, if a little lacking in things to do. I drank beer, stared at pretty girls with my best Biff Tannen leer, and made fun of people. Actually, now that I think about it, that’s all it pretty much takes for me to have a good time. What can I say — I’m easy to please.
Later, we went back to Rainbow Brite’s house and watched MST3K: The Movie on hi-def VHS. I hadn’t seen the movie in years, and I’m fairly certain no one else had seen it before, but I’d forgotten how goddamn funny it is. The movie-within-the-movie is This Island Earth, a fairly good 50s sci-fi b-movie in and of itself. My favorite part, I think, is still during the credits, when one of the ‘bots keeps going on about “Amazing Rando.” Classic, classic stuff.
JAB
Ummmmm…..I don’t know what kind of fucked up old person your planning on being…but forgive me if I don’t drop down dead before I finish this com..m..e…n…..
Amazing Rando was the best worm ever. He ninja-roped like no one else could.
Frankly, I think if you’re going to die before you can finish your sentence . . . well, needless to say I just don’t think your heart’s in it, Lisa. Oh, and, uh, rest in peace, I guess.
I really miss me some Worms II, Nate. I should borrow your CD and install it on my computer and never play it because, really, it’s rather boring playing it by one’s self.
JAB
Damn it, I’m so proud of you for this post. If every day consisted of these activities, you and I would be the hap-hap-happiest kids on the block.
Actually, as long as you play the missions, which I believe unlocks a lot of cheats, then it’s not so bad, but the missions are absolutely nerve-wracking. It’s like, you’re sitting there with 3 Shotgun shells, one Grenade, and you’re like “Damn, where can I trade this in for a goddamn Concrete Donkey?”