Girl Birthday Guerilla
I booked over to Odessa, arriving just shy of the lunch traffic, then spent around an hour prowling through their shelves for any bargains that might catch the eye. I wasn't able to turn up anything out of print this time around, but a small selection of Blu-ray stuff ended up making the trip worthwhile.
The wife had called as I was getting into Odessa, so I made plans to call her about whether or not she was interested in a bit of late lunch when I headed back home. I called and took her order, then grabbed some chicken at a place near the house before heading home. The wife and I caught up a bit, then I ate in the den while she and the Yorkie watched their normal afternoon trash TV. I watched this week's episode of Comic Book Men, a show that still holds a morbid interest for me from the hobby level, in that you don't see a lot of stuff specifically about the hobby on network TV, but it also continues to annoy with the manner in which these people conduct themselves at the business. The snark factor makes me want to slap someone at least once per show and I honestly can't imagine dealing with these guys in person, because I feel like I'd end up on the news. Oh well, if you told me as a young dork that there'd be a weekly show devoted to the nerds who enjoy comics, I'd have thought you were crazy.
The evening would bring the youngest Nephew's birthday party with the family, so I figured I should try to squeeze in a quick movie in the afternoon. Girl Boss Guerilla was a film out of the Pinky Violence collection that I had a podcast on tap to review, so I popped that in for a quick watch. I've only had minor experience with the Pinky Violence films, so this seemed to fit into that genre pretty well, in that it features tough chicks who have no issue with scrapping in various states of undress and who are every bit as rough and tumble as the men in the film. In this one a group of girls relocate from Tokyo to Kyoto and start to encroach on the turf of the existing gangs. This eventually leads to a subplot involving a boxer in training and the gang leader falling in love, which is complicated by the Yakuza and other elements. It's a good little flick, sleazy and fast paced, so you never have any time to get bored with anything before we're off to another scam or brawl. Well worth a peep if it sounds like your cup of tea.
There was still a bit of time to kill before the evening commitments, so I popped in the first disc in The Addams Family set, as I've gotten this wild hair to watch the series lately, and just figured I'd tackle it one episode per day. That made for a fun, nostalgic 30 minutes or so, during which time the wife drifted in and was pleasantly surprised to see the show. We eventually headed out to dinner with the Mother In Law and the Beau before the party, as we didn't know exactly what to expect as far as refreshments would go.
Dinner was decent, we visited a bit and compared notes on the dinner for tomorrow night, which was something that the wife sprung on me at the last minute but gave me the option of passing on, as she has something she has to make an appearance at afterward anyway. I'm taking the out on this one, as the 'big' party was meant to be this evening, with tomorrow being the actual day of birth and being more of a family thing. It's also at a Japanese steakhouse where they cook in front of you and could very well drag out for who knows how long. Sorry, but I'll pass, I'm doing my time this evening, thank you very much.
The party was at a nearby venue, actually the building of one of the wife's non-profits, who are willing to rent it out to help cover their own overhead. The only downside was that the Middle Sister had scheduled the party at 6:30 on a school night, when most folks are likely sitting down to dinner, or out at church, so let's just say that things could've been better attended. The MS is still palling around with the random cousin (or 2nd or 3rd cousin, I honestly don't recall) of mine and his family, so I ended up doing that weird "hey, we don't really know each other and have absolutely nothing in common" dance, which wasn't as unpleasant as it could be, as he seems equally disinterested in catching up, so that's a blessing. We kinda visited for a bit, were surprised to see the Druncle turn up to say hello and drop off a card for the birthday boy, then the MIL and her Beau split and we watched the kids play a bit, then some folks who were using the room tomorrow morning turned up to start setting up, which naturally puts a cramp in the festivities. The MS seemed flustered by their presence, as she was under the impression that she had the room for the entire evening, so we cleaned up and cleared out, though as it turned out the wife knew the next group, so she kinda smoothed things over a bit and tried to find out what kinda lack of communication had led to this situation. It seemed that honestly neither party was at fault, but rather the owners of the building, so the wife gave them a call on the way home, just to make them aware of the situation, and offered advice as to how they should deal with it, as an ex-president of the organization.
Back at home the wife and I watched tonight's episode of The Soup before calling it a night.
I put the wife to bed, took some time to list a few items for sale on Amazon, then got started on this post.
Be seeing you.