Antigeist

My weekend kicks your weekend's ass.

Friday? Dinner and a movie with the delightful and very tall --and yet she somehow succeeds in not making you feel diminutive-- Zeebah, and the vertically normal and equally delightful Lauren. We chose a distinctly Southern (by that I mean white trash) theme. Girl Scout Tacos, kinda like this but in a bowl with regular tortilla chips, Ambrosia salad, exactly like this, and Nashville, the Altman epic, this reviewer calls a cinematic gem. Somehow Lauren and I worked a trip to a neighborhood church carnival in there as well under the guise of going out for "chili powder," and ended up being accomplice to and witness of a bric-a-brac theft.

Saturday? Gotham Girls Roller Derby underneath the BQE.


Cute girls in hot outfits doing bodily harm to one another on roller skates. No matter what you were doing Saturday, it does not, I repeat, does not trump cute girls in hot outfits doing bodily harm to one another on roller skates. Sorry.

Sunday? The kind of Sunday I used to want to move to NYC to experience. Now I know one can make a heart-clogging breakfast, lay around sipping coffee, smoking cigarettes, and reading the Times all day in Des Moines, but I'd be in Des Moines for christsakes, and I couldn't watch the Puerto Rican Day parade on TV. I spent the evening dishing and bitching and laughing with my dearest Maud, who I couldn't appreciate or love more, and who was sporting a snazzy new punk rock hair cut. So if you see her today try not to be all jealous on account of her totally undeniable fabulosity.

Posted by Antigeist at June 14, 2004 04:36 PM