Friday, November 02, 2007

You Better Make Up Something Quick

Here is a picture of the inside of a sunflower. Oooh, texture.

I only have a few minutes of quiet left before I pick up Stinky and her friends for their sleepover. Coadster's hanging with her dad tonight. The play he's directing went up today, so she was going to that and then there's some kind of discussion afterward which should go pretty late, so she's just staying at her dad's after that.

Earlier in the evening, I got the girls set up with pizza delivery and then went running. I took Stinky and her friend's to some other girl's house and then went home to play some more Guitar Hero 3. I managed a feat I never thought I'd master, but I talked on my cell phone and played Heart's "Barracuda" at the same time. Yeah, you know I rock. It's okay.

My friend K. called to say they were headed to the Foxhead, so I joined them for one drink. A guy I know was tending bar, and we got him to show us his high school senior picture. It was very entertaining. There was another guy sitting by us who helped interpret for the man next to him, who was so drunk, they wouldn't let him stay at the shelter house up the street. He offered to buy us a round, but we declined. He kept saying he wasn't trying to have sex with us, he just liked us a lot. Huh? I was pretty brain dead and spent most of the rest of my time at the bar, watching Lara Croft: Tomb Raider with the sound off and trying to figure out what the hell was going on. Young Guns came on after that, and luckily, there was nothing really too difficult to understand about that movie. I totally got that Lou Diamond Phillips was the spiritual one without even hearing one word.

Now, quiet time is over. I gotsta go pick up some screaming Mimis. It could be scarier than Halloween at my house tonight.

12 comments:

Not Fainthearted said...

I gotta get me some of that quiet time...and then use it to sleep.

Will someone tell me why I'm up until 1 am AGAIN?

at least I don't have screaming Mimis hanging around!

Killer said...

I found it strange to have a spiritual member of an outlaw/death group.

Liz said...

I'm interested in knowing why the bartender had his senior protriat at work with him.

evil-e said...

Those human to drunk translators provide a valuable service. I have no idea how they have mastered the drunken language.

Mr Atrocity said...

Do you get to translate drunk by being only half-cut yourself is it a gift that only some have?

Mrs. Big Hairy Woman said...

Quiet time is now for me with little guy having a nap finally.. I think I shall chillax away the afternoon..

laura b. said...

You could have your own graphic novel storyline, Churlita. Can't you see it now? The long contemplative runs, the wacky bar characters, the loud happy teenagers swarming in and out...

Les Q said...

Screaming Mimi's eh!! I had the male variety on friday night "Leaping Numbats"

Churlita said...

Not,

See? It could always be worse.

Killer,

Yeah, but that's the beauty of Young Guns - it doesn't have to make sense.

Liz,

Me too. I think it's odd that he carries it around in his wallet. At least I was smart enough to get rid of all of mine.

Evil-E,

I can tell you. They tend bar. I used to be able to do it, but I haven't been a bartender in many, many years.

Mr. Atrocity,

I'm sure being a little drunk yourself definitely helps.

Mrs.,

God I wish my girls still took naps. I loved those two hours when they were little.

Laura B.,

It would probably be the most boring graphic novel ever written drawn. I don't have much action in my life.

Les Q,

I bet it probably wasn't much different.

Les Q said...

probably just less makeup

MrManuel said...

Young Guns = One of the best westerns ever!

Churlita said...

Les,

Exactly.

Mr Manuel,

I think it's hilarious, and it's such a trip back in time for me.