One more day, peeps! One more day until Christmas and needless to say…I’m rather indifferent. Christmas stopped being special to me when I found out that Santa used child labor (Those little dudes ain’t midgets, they are orphans!) so I hope you guys enjoy it. Aside from the eggnog (the best of all the ‘nogs), football and the ‘santa tramp’ dresses (‘Tis the season to fill the cup! One of the few outfits I think is saucy) I just run the same as usual during this season. I’m not a Scrooge, just keeping it stat quo.
So first things first, I believe I have a new restaurant/hangout. As you know, On The Border was AB2’s Peach Pit. That is the hangout from 90210. If you don’t know that, then kiss my ass because 90210 ruled ALL. Anyway, after ‘The Engagement Tattoo Incident’ we came to the conclusion that it wasn’t okay to have that be our ‘Arnolds’ because the waitresses weren’t down with being told opinions if they asked. Be ready to hear the truth, peeps. It’s a fact of fucking life. Get over the IPS and run with it. I don’t CARE if you do yoga. If you aren’t engaged and you ain’t from India, you don’t need a fucking INDIAN ENGAGEMENT TATTOO!!. I love Japan and want to make music, that doesn’t mean I get a tattoo of Kumi Koda or Ai Otsuka on my ass. Which I should, because getting a Meatloaf one doesn’t flatter the region if you get my drift. But I am getting off topic (Like there is EVER one?!)
So it was narrowed down to the On The Border by the Broadmoor (which is FAAAAAAAR) or someplace else. Well, Nick and I found the ‘someplace else’ and it is called Ruby Tuesdays. The ladies at Ruby Tuesday’s are quite the nice AND can take a joke. So from this point on, the crew will be chillin at the RT grubbin on some cheese sticks and sippin’ strawberry-lemonade (Which I had never had, no shittin. That is good drinking!) if you want autographs or a short acapella performance. Hit us up!
Well, the first thing I want to talk about is next summer. Since the present is irritating for me, it makes me feel better to talk about the future. Next summer we have a MULTITUDE of blockbuster movies coming out. Although this year was good (Pirates 2, Clerks 2, Accepted, Snakes on a Plane, X-Men 3 and the list…ends there for the most part) next year makes me want to actually camp out. Spiderman 3, Pirates 3, Fantastic Four 2 (I’m just kidding, keeping the peeps on their toes and all). The movie I am TRULY scared about is Transformers. I have seen the trailers and heard the hype and I am optimistic but fearful. Mainly because every cartoon I have ever loved as a kid has turned to shit on the big screen. Masters of the Universe? SHIT (Although the synthesizer WAS kind of cool, I will admit). GI Joe the movie? COBRA-CRAP-CRAP-CRAP-CRAP-CRAP-CRAP-CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!!! The track record is BAD.
However, I just saw the next trailer and it looks interesting. Mainly because of the “Michael Bay Law of Explosions’ that means anything and everything can and will blow up at a whim. This trailer is in full screen so if you have a slow computer good luck. As you can see, it LOOKS bad ass. So did the first Fantastic Four (Although in defense, Jessica Alba in underwear is worth a watch of ANYTHING. Yes, she and I had a falling out but we are still friends. Friends that hide outside her window crying and writing poetry.) and The Hulk and we saw how those turned out. Or didn’t because we fell asleep. Either way, I am impressed visually. Oh, and check out the My Little Pony at the end, fool! My Little Pony 4 LIFE!! WHAT?!
Well, I hope all of you enjoy your Christmas tomorrow! I will be back on Friday or Saturday since this is the end of the Denver Experiment. I will work on the year end post this week. Until then, stay up peeps!
Live, Laugh, Learn and Love.
