Weekend Washout

Spent most of the weekend indoors.  Here's what went down.

 

Friday night we had tickets to see Stellastarr* at the Paradise.  It was a late show, so Girlfriend and I were planning to meet at home.  In a last-minute move, Brother decided to visit his college roomate in Maine for the weekend, and would be passing through Boston Friday night.  So Brother came over for a little bit.  We had a bite, watched the Red Sox blow it, drank a beer or three, and then said goodbye to Brother.  Girlfriend and I headed over to the show, but shortly after we got there she started to feel ill.  Combination of a cold coming on and a couple of beers is never good.  So we hopped in a cab and headed home.  Catch you next time Stellastarr*

 

Saturday was still pretty rainy, so we decided to hit the movies.  There is a Bed, Bath & Beyond near the theater, and we had some coupons handy, so we decided to have a Frank the Tank day of excitement shopping before the flick.  We grabbed the main things we were after, and were almost ready to check out.  You can use one coupon per item, so we split up the two highest priced items, and went to check out separately.  Before I could check out, I saw something else that I wanted high on a shelf.  I was waiting for someone to get it, when the alarm started sounding.  They evacuated the store.  An hour of BB&B shopping, and I didn't get to check out.  What a waste of time.  So f-ing pissed.  Plus, I was holding most of what we came in for.  Girlfriend at least got to pay, but we didn't walk away with too much of what we were there for.  And then she started giving me shit "You had to have that thing, didn't you?  See what you get?"  Thanks.

 

So, with our more or less useless BB&B purchase in hand, and the stuff we wanted abandoned in the store, we went and saw Wallace & Gromit: The Curse of the Were-Rabbit.  Excellent film.  Very well done, and quite entertaining.  (Disclosure - we have been W&G fans for years, and had been looking forward to this film...)  Champy and H-Bomb were in town for a football game, and called to see what we were up to in the evening, but they were with all of their college friends, and we had seen them recently, so we didn't want to bust in on the college fun.  Hopefully they didn't think we were being crappy friends by not making an effort to see them, but we didn't feel right about it.  Perhaps the fact that their Boston friends, who have now become our friends, never mentioned any plans added to our lack of enthusiasm.  Oh well.  We were having a sensitive weekend...  Went home instead and caught up on DVR shows.  SNL with John Heder was mediocre.  I love Napoleon Dynamite.  It's friggin sweet.  But the guy was not so hot on SNL.  If they're thinking about Napoleon sequels then for his sake they better get them out soon.  Otherwise we can look forward to him on Surreal Life XXXXIV.

 

Sunday was a similar day.  Grocery shopping, gym, cooking, DVD.  We made a noodle soup using some udon noodles we had around, some shrimp, some fish balls, spinach, carrots, etc...  Turned out pretty well.  Then we tried to watch Fever Pitch on DVD.  The disc was scratched, though, so we didn't get to see all of it.  Netflix got me again.  Not that there is much of a surprise ending.  Sox win the series, and guy gets girl.  Come to think of it, I'm glad I didn't have to sit through that.  It was more fun watching the Sox lose Friday night than re-living last year's lucky triumph.

 

Ughhh.  This weekend seems long just writing about it.

 

Monday - more of the same.  Ripped some new CDs onto MP3:  new Neil Young album, new Ryan Adams album, a Pharcyde album, the Mitchell Brothers, the Editors, etc...  Organized papers and had fun with the shredder.  Cooked some dinner - poached flounder filets - not bad.  Then watched the Yankees blow it.  Terrible game.  The almost-rally in the 9th was a real tease.  It might have been a different series if A-Rod had actually shown up to play.  Oh well.  Always next year.