Monday Night I crashed your party...
Drove with Kyle to JavaJazz Cafe with the promise of a live local DJ. At first I was skeptical, since the venue has a reputation for catering to tweens (and as we all know, I'm more into 8 year olds...), but P.D.A was an altogether pretty impressive show. Review: Even though I hate to pigeonhole his mad-stylez, he was kind of a pop-ish rapper with solid electronic/melodic beats. Very catchy. Very danceable. I approve. (Except for the name. Just so you know, PDA stands for Public Displays of Afflection-- a portmanteau defined as the struggle between love and hate. Really? ...really?.)
Tuesday Night I said I'm sorry...
Metrorail'd myself over to the Angelika to catch Iron Man with Viren. It's one of those movies that everyone but me had seen, so I was starting to get left out of lots of conversations. And birthday parties. Somehow, I found the only other human being on the face of the earth that hadn't seen it yet to accompany me. Unexpectedly proving my hyperbole-- we ended up being the only two people in the theater. Pfft. Where's the fun in buying popcorn if you have no one to throw it at? (Fine, you caught me, I didn't actually buy popcorn... but we ended up having a good amount of spare change between us for when a couple decided to enter the theater forty-three minutes after the movie started.) Review: I was pleasantly surprised. I mean, it's not going go win any awards, but I found myself cheering and laughing out loud more than I found myself yelling constructively-critical obscenities, which is always a good sign. And DAMN, the explosions were HAWT (*drool*). So yea, thumbs up. I'd definitely recommend the movie to people if I knew there was any possibility of someone out there not having seen it yet.
But that would just be ridiculous.
Wednesday came and trashed it out again...
Actually, all I did on Wednesday was go to work. Though I might head out to an apartment gathering later. I guess I have to do something blog-worthy now, like set furniture on fire or toilet paper their room to keep with this WILD OUTING trend of mine.
I was only having fun, wasn't hurting anyone.
And we all enjoyed the weeknights for a change.
I don't know why I had to add that in... the titles are in no way relevant to the post itself.
Bah, I'm a sucker for Billy Joel. So sue me.
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