June 29, 2005
June 26, 2005
The H-Town Hustle
So, I just came back from a walk and boy am I sweaty! Well, not really sweat, but I did sweat a little.
Yesterday was the Gay Pride Festival and Parade on Montrose and Westheimer. I drove by the festival. Lots of people. It seemed pretty cool, but I didn't feel like going. This paragraph ripples with excitement. Ripples, I tell you. Ripples!
My friend Jill's brother performs in an improv group on the weekends. She's going to introduce me to him. I think it would be fun and I think I might be alright at it too.
Christ, nothing's really been going on. Liz came for a visit last weekend. That was lots of fun. I'll be heading back to the MS Gulf Coast in a couple weeks for my father's 70th birthday. He is old. The home's not that far away, is it Pop? Just kidding. He's got at least another 10-15 years before we put him away.
You know who's not funny? Any of the fucking guys from The Blue Collar Comedy Tour. I thought I'd give one of them a shot. Nope. Shot wasted. What a fucking boring thing.
I got a free DVD of Stella, the new show from the guys from the State who aren't in Reno 911. Stella is fucking retarded. It really is. The logline for the show (Dumb comedy dressed in a suit) is fucking right. Watching it, I felt like there's a joke somewhere in it, but I didn't get it. It's kind of like hanging out with the Rice kids. I got their jokes, but I never thought they were funny. To them, though, whoo fucking hoo, it was hysterical.
I saw Batman Begins last weekend. It's only the coolest fucking movie in the world. It was so much fun. I found myself replaying the scenes in my head the next day at work.
Okay, I've got nothing else to say.
