Published at: Oct. 1, 1999, 2:38 a.m. CST by staff
I rarely have days like this, but I just don't feel cheery and chipper so I'm just gonna get some rest.
But I'll give ya something to chew on. Ok, I wake up with my lower back screaming at me. Feeling like crap. Nothing really happens today. I'm grumpy and upset, though I never really feel that way. Then, I am driving with Father Geek to the Alamo Drafthouse to watch THE NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET, one of my faves, when I look over at Dad as we are at the intersection of Guadelupe and MLK and I spy this beautiful young blonde smiling really big and trying to get my attention, so I mouth "hi" and smile back in my best impersonation of Clark Griswald, I tell Dad to roll the window down, and I notice she is in a car with 3 other gorgeous young blondes, they are saying to follow them, but we are in the turn only and Dad wants to go to the Drafthouse. So I end up at the Drafthouse, only to have this other Blonde chase me up the stairs to meet me (again all excited) and we begin talking when all of a sudden a 'BOYFRIEND' comes out of nowhere.... sigh. So there I am left staring at Dad and Quint. And somewhere in town there was a car filled with 4 blondes that wanted me to follow them.
I reason to myself... well... at least I'll get to see a great print of NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET. Sigh... When these assholes behind our row begin MST3K-ing the movie... all through the film. If anyone shushes them, they say, "Hey Fuck you you piece of shit"... So I sit there... watching one of my favorite horror flicks of the eighties being butchered by anuses, sitting next to Quint... and pondering another route I might have taken tonight, and .... oh yes... MY BACK SCREAMING AT ME THE ENTIRE TIME!
Then I begin trying to download the new 19 meg TOY STORY 2 trailer from Disney.Com when responding to a letter from Moriarty causes some sort of hellacious ripple in the matrix bumping me offline as I only had 40% of the trailer downloaded.... I can't get back online in a secure way, so I had to reboot.... ARGH!!!
Tomorrow is another day. Perhaps my back will feel better. I'll end up at the Paramount Theater watching GREASE... Perhaps I'll find the McFarlane YELLOW SUBMARINE toys... Perhaps I'll get in that car tomorrow. Perhaps... it'll be another shitty day. Sigh. Well... As you can see, I'm in no mood to do Cool news tonight. I'd be a bitter angry turd. I'm just going to sleep... unless this TOY STORY 2 trailer brightens my mood. If I can download the dang thing.
