Hope everyone had a good and happy weekend. As usual things were pretty uneventful for me. I was going to go see Grindhouse on Friday but being nice I asked my mom if she was interested in seeing it and of course she said yes. So I put that off until the next day. I was somewhat tempted to see something by myself on Friday. I still want to get out to see TMNT and Meet the Robinsons. I kind of want to see the Reaping, the Hills Have Eyes 2, and Blades of Glory but who knows if or when I’ll get to them. Maybe I’ll wait to they get to the $1.50 show or something.

Friday night I chatted with Val until she went to bed. I watched a little TV and returned a call from Velvet. We haven’t spoken in a minute but it was nice. She always claims that one night she’s going to hang with the big dogs and stay up longer than me. We’ll see. Although if she had stayed up a little longer that night I might have conceded to her. Not because I was sleepy mind you but because suddenly I felt sick as a dog. We got off the phone around one and I was in the bathroom until damn near two in the morning. When my stomach finally felt like it might allow me to lay down and go to sleep, I did exactly that.

Saturday was my movie day. We went to the movies to see Grindhouse. I like it. I’m still not sure which movie I liked better. I actually liked both but I loved the ending for Death Proof. I’m guessing from a storyline and chronological basis that Death Proof took place before Planet Terror even though the films were shown in the opposite order. Anyway, you can check back tomorrow or Wednesday for some of my thoughts and a little review of Grindhouse. Will someone tell me why the popcorn is never hot? I was so irritated when I left the counter and some fresh, hot popcorn was being popped. The stuff we had was kind of lukewarm and I don’t think we finished it.

After the movie it was time to make a mandatory appearance at Targass! I walk outside and Pussy has snow on her, again. I swear Old Man Winter and Mother Nature are really trying to annoy me. If I could I’d kick both of them in their junk! Repeatedly. There were a lot of hot chicks there but most of the ones I scoped out could stand to eat a few more sandwiches or something. Oh, I’d still hit but of all the things I could be worrying about when running up in a random chick crushing her and grinding her into a paste isn’t one of the things that should immediately come to mind. Although I suppose there are some benefits to fucking skinny chicks. They’re really easy to hold while doing a standing 69. The only time we need to worry is if I’m about to bust. Then she might get a tombstone piledriver, Undertaker style because the knees are the first to go when I nut standing up. I saw a baby in line with a really long tongue. It was sticking out of her mouth in the weirdest position. All I could think was Freaky Jr. better track her down and I wonder if she gets that tongue from her mama. Don’t judge me, damn it!

I went to Starbucks and got a caramel frappuccino. Damn, I love those things! They all taste somewhat different though. I guess that’s to be expected. The first one definitely was the best tasting one. I’m determined to order something else off of the menu next time. I have no idea what I want to try next. Velvet said she didn’t take me for a Starbucks person. I actually like coffee, hot coffee, iced coffee, and lots of other coffee based drinks. I don’t drink it very often but that’s mainly because I don’t have a coffee machine or I’d probably partake in it more. Although to be honest I’m more into hot coffee during the colder months. Now the iced coffee drinks are good to go year round. Now, I definitely don’t have a coffee habit and if I did I’d have to find my regular fix other than Starbucks. With the money I’d spend there everyday I could put a serious dent in filling up my gas tank. Ah, damn that cheap gene I seemed to have inherited.  Maybe when it’s warm enough to start tricking again I’ll find someone to get me a Starbucks card and keep it charged for a little something something.  Oh like none of you have ever prostituted yourselves for anything!  

Sunday was Easter, of course. I did the family thing and had dinner at my sister’s place with the regulars. I was on the receiving end of a three dog kiss attack soon after walking in the door. It’s always nice to spend some time with my puppy girl. When I sat down and she settled down, Tantrum immediately sat down on feet. She was always good for keeping my feet warm and I miss that. I hate the dumbass management company. If I wanted some ugly scruffy paperweight of a lapdog then they’d have no problem with my dog. Unfortunately, I don’t particularly care for little dogs and my puppy girl just so happens to be a pit bull. Fucking bastards!

We didn’t get any snow yesterday, unlike Saturday but it was still too cold for Little Miss Short Shorts to be rocking some short shorts. I’m really hoping she’ll be rocking some on Memorial Day. The family had fun playing get Freaky to eat it. My sister offered me $20 to eat some of everything at the table. When she added the condition that I had to chew everything before swallowing I had to refuse. If I chewed it then the food would be in my mouth long enough for my taste buds to register them as nasty and to activate my gag reflex. I already spent Friday night tossing my cookies I wasn’t trying for a repeat performance on Sunday afternoon. There’s a limit to how much I can retch before I actually vomit. That’s pretty much it. I came home, wrote a couple of posts, look at some naked chicks on BP, and relaxed.

So how was your weekend?