s a t u r d a y, night.

I got KIDN OF DRUBK last night and tripped and fell on my own carpet and skinned my knee. I haven’t skinned my knee for over 10 years.

Tomorrow I am going to a combo 30th/60th birthday party for a friend and her mother. Neither one of them likes birthdays very much, nor decade birthdays particularly. I shall be so diplomatic you can’t even see me.

Oops, I submitted this entry too soon. Finishing it now.

I’ve been reading Veronica Geng again. She is the funniest of all the New Yorker satirists. I wish she hadn’t died young. Such an ear for cant, shilltalk, and bullshit that woman had. “Love Trouble”, her collected works, is highly recommended.

Tonight’s question is: What causes a man in his late 20s to go to a local coffeehouse and perform classic rock, 90s top-40, and miscellaneous crappy covers on guitar and vocal? What does he think he is doing? Why can’t he hear himself singing off-key? WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND COVERS MATCHBOX 20?

bruisedhips was there. She’s so pretty they oughta name a drink after her.

Back to Westworld

Went to Disneyland tonight. the_silent_one got a pig. She really liked her pig. She was honking her pig a lot.

The new Winnie-the-Pooh ride is the most drugged out thing since Sid & Marty Krofft. It has to be seen to be believed. I think my favorite bit was the animal with birthday candle coming out of his head, burning, and googling eyes, rocking back and forth as other animals watered his burning candle head.

I dunno what made Pooh have that dream, but “honey” doesn’t cover it. Also, the store at the end of the ride does not sell honey. In any form.

The new Disneyland ride is basically a dumbed-down Mr. Toad. You go through some cardboard cutouts in a little car, like a carnie ride. That’s the level of innovation they’ve sunk to. I still like having the pass and going there frequently, but if I was the out-of-towner who just dropped something in the mid three figures for a day there with the kids, I’d be disappointed nowadays.

Quote of the week, from realitylost:

“That’s why I broke up with my boyfriend. I just wasn’t getting enough exercise!”

Disneyland was a pretty good place to be for “talk like a pirate day”, anyway. Lots of pirate stuff there, of just the right cheesy kind.

Snow White’s Castle was all roped off with people keeping you away. I wonder if the portcullis fell on someone, and if so, what form do they have to fill out?

Valley Haiku

(A couple with inaccurate syllables, we were sloppy)

<ignatz> They call it West Hills / It smells like Canoga Park / Real estate is odd

<TorgoX> Liver and onions / Sherman Way at 2am / some Thursday in May.

<ology> The Roscoe bus stop / That guy has a parka on / Exhaust fumes and Sun

<ignatz> Lankershim sidewalk / Cigarette ash and spilt beer / Underneath, concrete

<ignatz> Arleta at night / Gunfire and loud banda tunes / Let’s have taco bell

<ignatz> Woodland hills first date / Starbucks and a Stallone flick / Someone kill me please

<ology> Ah Sepulveda / In-n-Out How I miss you / 4am Surprise

<ignatz> Topanga Mall Friday / Stuck in the food court again / Sbarro pizza sucks

<TorgoX> “condominium / condo association / condominium”

<ignatz> June, Toluca Lake / Landlord has turned off A.C. / Dog Day Afternoon

<ignatz> Pierce College art class / Some guy making airbrush porn / White Lion t-shirt