Sir, If You Want To Talk To Those People, Please, By All Means: GO FUCKING SIT WITH THEM
I can happily report that the Netfux Instant Watch option for the PS3 works like a charm, though the only hiccup I encountered last night was that the first thing I selected to watch didn't have any sound. I assumed it was my system, so I made time to update the PS3's software to the latest version, ejected the disc, re-booted everything, just to have the same issue, great picture, no sound. It finally clicked that maybe it was just the one show I'd chosen (which would be typical of my knack for this type of thing, so I tried a different film and sure enough, the sound was working just fine. Very impressed with the ease of use and ability to poke around the Netfux queue and add other stuff or just watch it on the fly, great stuff.
We were surprised that J from Little Rock was as wiped out as she was, but the stress of the travel and presumably the pregnancy as well had her sleeping from 9:00 PM last night until around 10:00 this morning. The Mother In Law called inquiring as to lunch plans, so we were set to meet she and the Beau at a place across town around noon. We elected not to invite Brian because we had the feeling that he'd be around for the evening anyway and you can only entertain him for so long, y'know?
Lunch was good, I visited a bit with the Beau, making a point of sending him 'round Big Lots way, as I'd been meaning to tell him about the bargains to be had there. After dinner I ran the girls by the mall, JFLR bought a few odds and ends, then we headed back to the house.
On the drive home I got a really wild hair to head over to Odessa and poke around a bit at their Big Lots to see if they had anything new. I decided to give El Vox a call on the drive and he was up for a bit of running around, so we ended up hitting a few pawn shops and a flea market as well as Big Lots. I found a pretty neat Mill Creek set called the Too Cool For School Collection, which is comprised of 12 of those corny sex-comedies that were made on the cheap back in the 70's and 80's, it looks like it'll make for light and entertaining fun. I also picked up a copy of Conan The Barbarian (though I doubt that it's the latest version with all the bells and whistles), which sports a commentary and an extended version of the film. For the $3 I figured what the hell.
Our pawn shop travels were much less worthwhile, as I'd sooner kiss a pig than pay anyone $5 a whack for used DVD's that would be a pain in the ass to return if it turns out that they don't work, or $10 for Blu-ray stuff that's usually on sale for $9.99 on Amazon anyway. Pass. We also popped into an indoor flea market briefly, which did little save for reminding me of why I stopped going to flea markets: I don't care for being watched like a felon whilst browsing 'merchandise' that could easily pass for most people's garbage. Your wares look like things I would discard in disgust after it didn't sell at my garage sale, don't blatantly eyeball me like I've got sticky fingers, asshole.
The wife called inquiring about dinner plans as I was dropping Vox back at his place, so I headed for home to take the ladies to dinner. I noted with little surprise that Brian's car was already in the driveway as I passed the house. The cynical side of me thinks that it's simply because he knew that there was food to be had, but I'll try to give him the benefit of doubt and assume that he just wanted to visit further with our houseguest.
The restaurant of choice was a Japanese steakhouse, where they seat you around the table and the chef does the whole visual production while he cooks, throwing food at you, large flashes of flames, that kinda spectacle. Amusingly/thankfully, the place was pretty damned busy, so our guy seemed too defeated to really go through much of the typical pomp and circumstance, settling for a large flash of flames as he started and a loud bang of slapping the metal bowl of rice onto the cooking surface. I would have been relieved by his laid back demeanor had the table behind us not been quite so rowdy. One fat drunk-sounding douche spent the course of the evening speaking LOUDLY across the aisle to people he evidently knew at another table, ordering them drinks, making cheesy jokes and generally being much more rambunctious than I prefer my fat rednecks to be. It was pretty damned annoying, distracting from our conversations at our own table, even the couple next to me commented on it a few times amongst themselves.
The table finally cleared, and the offending party was edging towards the door, but paused to continue their comedy act standing over the friends at the other station, putting off his daughter who kept nagging at him about the movie he was taking her to see. The woman next to me commented to her boyfriend that 'the guy is a comedian' in reference to his running commentary to the help about how they have to 'watch out' for the people at the next table.
I muttered to the wife that I wish I knew when that fucking movie he was going to started, so I had an idea exactly how much more of this we were in for.
Dinner was finally over and we got the hell out of there (though we didn't beat loud drunk guy out the door as I expected, he finally left shortly before we did), then we headed back to the crib to chill out and try to digest the enormous meal.
Brian split early, I don't think he was interested in what we were watching (a TLC show about 3 gay guys in one of the Carolinas teaching cute hill-rat girls how to win beauty pageants), so he suddenly called it a night around 9:00 tonight. Again, the bitter side of me says that he'd gotten his meal and was out of the house for a few hours, so he was over it, but who knows what goes on in his head?
We watched a few oddball things off the TiVo, then called it a night around 10:00 tonight. If I play my cards right and get this turkey posted, I may even be in bed by 1:00 in the AM, which almost never happens.
I'm out kids.
Be seeing you.
Tag, you're it, Baggy Eyes! Netflix, Instant Watch, PS3, Lunch, Shopping, Movies, DVD, Too Cool For School Collection, Conan The Barbarian, Pawn Shops, Flea Market, Dinner, Shitty Patrons, Annoyance, Television
We were surprised that J from Little Rock was as wiped out as she was, but the stress of the travel and presumably the pregnancy as well had her sleeping from 9:00 PM last night until around 10:00 this morning. The Mother In Law called inquiring as to lunch plans, so we were set to meet she and the Beau at a place across town around noon. We elected not to invite Brian because we had the feeling that he'd be around for the evening anyway and you can only entertain him for so long, y'know?
Lunch was good, I visited a bit with the Beau, making a point of sending him 'round Big Lots way, as I'd been meaning to tell him about the bargains to be had there. After dinner I ran the girls by the mall, JFLR bought a few odds and ends, then we headed back to the house.
On the drive home I got a really wild hair to head over to Odessa and poke around a bit at their Big Lots to see if they had anything new. I decided to give El Vox a call on the drive and he was up for a bit of running around, so we ended up hitting a few pawn shops and a flea market as well as Big Lots. I found a pretty neat Mill Creek set called the Too Cool For School Collection, which is comprised of 12 of those corny sex-comedies that were made on the cheap back in the 70's and 80's, it looks like it'll make for light and entertaining fun. I also picked up a copy of Conan The Barbarian (though I doubt that it's the latest version with all the bells and whistles), which sports a commentary and an extended version of the film. For the $3 I figured what the hell.Our pawn shop travels were much less worthwhile, as I'd sooner kiss a pig than pay anyone $5 a whack for used DVD's that would be a pain in the ass to return if it turns out that they don't work, or $10 for Blu-ray stuff that's usually on sale for $9.99 on Amazon anyway. Pass. We also popped into an indoor flea market briefly, which did little save for reminding me of why I stopped going to flea markets: I don't care for being watched like a felon whilst browsing 'merchandise' that could easily pass for most people's garbage. Your wares look like things I would discard in disgust after it didn't sell at my garage sale, don't blatantly eyeball me like I've got sticky fingers, asshole.
The wife called inquiring about dinner plans as I was dropping Vox back at his place, so I headed for home to take the ladies to dinner. I noted with little surprise that Brian's car was already in the driveway as I passed the house. The cynical side of me thinks that it's simply because he knew that there was food to be had, but I'll try to give him the benefit of doubt and assume that he just wanted to visit further with our houseguest.
The restaurant of choice was a Japanese steakhouse, where they seat you around the table and the chef does the whole visual production while he cooks, throwing food at you, large flashes of flames, that kinda spectacle. Amusingly/thankfully, the place was pretty damned busy, so our guy seemed too defeated to really go through much of the typical pomp and circumstance, settling for a large flash of flames as he started and a loud bang of slapping the metal bowl of rice onto the cooking surface. I would have been relieved by his laid back demeanor had the table behind us not been quite so rowdy. One fat drunk-sounding douche spent the course of the evening speaking LOUDLY across the aisle to people he evidently knew at another table, ordering them drinks, making cheesy jokes and generally being much more rambunctious than I prefer my fat rednecks to be. It was pretty damned annoying, distracting from our conversations at our own table, even the couple next to me commented on it a few times amongst themselves.
The table finally cleared, and the offending party was edging towards the door, but paused to continue their comedy act standing over the friends at the other station, putting off his daughter who kept nagging at him about the movie he was taking her to see. The woman next to me commented to her boyfriend that 'the guy is a comedian' in reference to his running commentary to the help about how they have to 'watch out' for the people at the next table.
I muttered to the wife that I wish I knew when that fucking movie he was going to started, so I had an idea exactly how much more of this we were in for.
Dinner was finally over and we got the hell out of there (though we didn't beat loud drunk guy out the door as I expected, he finally left shortly before we did), then we headed back to the crib to chill out and try to digest the enormous meal.
Brian split early, I don't think he was interested in what we were watching (a TLC show about 3 gay guys in one of the Carolinas teaching cute hill-rat girls how to win beauty pageants), so he suddenly called it a night around 9:00 tonight. Again, the bitter side of me says that he'd gotten his meal and was out of the house for a few hours, so he was over it, but who knows what goes on in his head?
We watched a few oddball things off the TiVo, then called it a night around 10:00 tonight. If I play my cards right and get this turkey posted, I may even be in bed by 1:00 in the AM, which almost never happens.
I'm out kids.
Be seeing you.
Tag, you're it, Baggy Eyes! Netflix, Instant Watch, PS3, Lunch, Shopping, Movies, DVD, Too Cool For School Collection, Conan The Barbarian, Pawn Shops, Flea Market, Dinner, Shitty Patrons, Annoyance, Television
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2 comments:
If that's the version of Conan with the commentary by John Milius and Schwarzenegger, then you are in for a treat of amusing audio banality.
I think I've heard others mention the commentary, I'm actually looking forward to checking it out, sounds like it'll be pretty silly.
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