ConnizzoCon-nizzostravaganzapalooza
ConnizzoCon-nizzostravaganzapalooza was much fun. Obviously, seeing raszama and ibid32 was the highlight of the weekend. We went to Koto's, and I finally went to a hibachi. Though, I ended up just getting a giant udon soup bowl. Sitting at the hibachi was pretty neat, what with the instrument twirling, and the giant fireballs, and the throwing of food things at our faces. I liked how the cook had a metal sheath for his knife; I thought it just looked badass. I wanted a hibachi ninja to burst through the ceiling panels and engage the cook in a giant spatula war.
I'd been waiting patiently for a week, and we finally got to see Hot Fuzz . I definitely liked this movie better than Shaun of the Dead. Hot Fuzz was everything I wanted it to be in a parody. Going in, I really wanted so see him kick that old woman in the face from the preview. To my delight, that jump kick was the beginning of the wondrous 20-minute action-filled climax. Really, you should just go see it.
And of course, ConnizzoCon-nizzostravaganzapalooza was full of games (and also drinking). We bet on horses, collected fairy tales, ran screaming through a mall infested with zombies, oversaw the development of Puerto Rico, and waged an excruciatingly long interstellar war that ended when the alien nations got too tired to keep fighting.
Strangely, when I was driving back from dropping people off at the airport, my windshield wiper flew off. It just detached from the car and fell behind. Unfortunately, it was raining. Fortunately, it was the passenger-side wiper. Unfortunately, after about 10 minutes, it began making a scratching noise as the metal nub rubbed against the windshield. Fortunately, I was able to pull the wiper out (like when you clean under it), so that it stopped gouging my windshield. A strange experience.
I'd been waiting patiently for a week, and we finally got to see Hot Fuzz . I definitely liked this movie better than Shaun of the Dead. Hot Fuzz was everything I wanted it to be in a parody. Going in, I really wanted so see him kick that old woman in the face from the preview. To my delight, that jump kick was the beginning of the wondrous 20-minute action-filled climax. Really, you should just go see it.
And of course, ConnizzoCon-nizzostravaganzapalooza was full of games (and also drinking). We bet on horses, collected fairy tales, ran screaming through a mall infested with zombies, oversaw the development of Puerto Rico, and waged an excruciatingly long interstellar war that ended when the alien nations got too tired to keep fighting.
Strangely, when I was driving back from dropping people off at the airport, my windshield wiper flew off. It just detached from the car and fell behind. Unfortunately, it was raining. Fortunately, it was the passenger-side wiper. Unfortunately, after about 10 minutes, it began making a scratching noise as the metal nub rubbed against the windshield. Fortunately, I was able to pull the wiper out (like when you clean under it), so that it stopped gouging my windshield. A strange experience.