Quick Update

Well, Friday Night was fun. Get a IM from the great ALJAY that the fencers are goin to see Ong Bak: Thai Warrior at 10 over in Elk Grove, and I agree enthusiastically. They come to pick me up at 9, and I forget and then promptly remember at 9:15. Stupid RHPS! How your audience participation entertains me so! Here's a sample...

"Ladies and gentleman! this is the part of the movie
were we imitate the windshield wipers! arms up!
Left, right, left, right.
For those of you on speed:
(quickly) Leftrightleftrightleftright.
For those of you on cocaine:
Fuckin'-left, fuckin'-right.
For those of you on acid:
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue.
For those of you on crack:
(clap hands)
For those of you who are dyslexic:
(crossing arms) Left, right, left, right.
For those of you on Marijuana:
The snack bar is still open.
For those of you on rhufenal:
Come with me.
For those of you already horny:
In, out, in, out.
For those of you on Quaaludes:
(slowly) leffft, rigght, leffft, rigght.
For those of you on acid:
(like grabbing a ball in midair) Red, orange, yellow,
blue, purple, red, SPIDERS! (duck)
For those of you on crack:
(abruptly clutch chest and fall down)
For those of you on marijuana:
the snack bar is between Janet's legs,
and they're still open (run down aisle)
Thank you!"

You see?!? You see why I was drawn in?!?! Freakin Hilarious! Anywho, When I realized I was late, I sprinted out to the parking lot and found the fencers waiting. What patient chaps! I felt kinda bad, but they paid it no mind and soon we were on our way.

We arrived at Elk grove and the place was packed. Evidently there was only one place where Ong Bak was showing and one time, freakin-A. Most unforunatly, there was a group of rowdy youths inside the lobby and outside. Gads, just like being back in Public High School: Guys start talking, a few collective "OH SHIT"s and "What the FUCK!?!"s, everyone rushes toward the fight. And then, we hear some muffled gunshots. We alternate between "Did we hear what we just thought we heard?" and "We should move away, NOW." After there's a good distance between us and the box office, we notice that the hubbub has died down, people are still lining up to buy tickets, and evidently, the box office is still open. A few cops pull up, but it's not an all points. We eventually decide that Discretion really is the better part of Valor, and move on. We almost try for Constantine at a theater close by, but given that by now it's 10:30, the last show started 5 min before, and matinee prices are moot, we bag that as well.

We head over to the Cheesecake Factory, I stay for the conversation and eat the free bread. I still owed (and still do at this point) Aljay a meal, but it slipped our minds and I only had a 20 and needed it split. Oh well, still fun. Poor ol' Cathy was the only female there, but we all enjoyed ourselves, singles and attached alike. Get back to Davis by 1, asleep by 2, and now eagerly awaiting laundry, a jaunt with some buddies in Cuarto, and the Semi-formal in Freeborn this evening. Fun.

Enough, More Later.
- James