"We drink, and rob, and rhyme, and pillage."
Hola. So, I'm assuming most of you have seen my small Girls Night Out video, where TM, Rachel and I attempted the mass destruction of mass media. This Saturday, we plan to film two more attempted murders of the television set as well as the third and final destruction of the evil hypnotic trance machine. OK, OK...there are some television shows I like...but the amount of utter shit passing for quality TV programming has gotten to the point that even mood stabilizers can't stifle my agitation. But, I'm sure most of you (with the exception of The Terra Montana) are sick of hearing my ranting and raving. I've perfected my ranting and raving to an art and, well, I guess I am finally sick of my own voice (shock across the world). I'm just...tired. I've decided I'm taking my daddy issues and projecting them onto other people/things. But! That does not mean I am still not disgusted with the horrible influence TV seems to have on people and I am still going to be disgruntled about that until the mediocrity has ceased. I guess, this is how I am just like my father (daddy issues slowly creep back into the agenda). I seriously can sound like a 72 (or almost 72) year old curmudgeon. I swear to you I'm mush inside. For those of you who know me well, it takes next to nothing for me to cry. and cry. And cry some more.
This blog was supposed to be about the Jew Tang Clan (although only one of us is Jewish).
Memorable Quotes of the Night:
"Let Terra hold the camera, you're arms are too short!" - Rachel to me after unsuccessfully trying to take a group picture of all of us inside of Kaya's Kitchen.
"Why am I involving myself in this moronic adventure? I love T.V!!!!!" - Rachel
"OW! My hand is caught" - Rachel, after getting her hand caught in between the T. V. and Terra's kitchen doorway, to which Terra, completely disregarding Rachel's injury, replied, "Rachel! Watch where you're going! You're going to ruin the woodwork and my mother is going to be pissed!" Rachel's hand later looked like it was pumped up with helium, it was so swollen. Terra was still bitching about the woodwork. I love Terra. Rachel, I hope your hand has recovered. Tee hee.
"Who is going to carry this fucking thing out to the car?" -Rachel, to which I replied, "Well, I can't carry it, I'm holding a magazine!" (yeah, I was completely serious...it was the Rolling Stone issue with Amy Winehouse on the cover. They were totally on their own.
All and all, it was a good night.
This blog was supposed to be about the Jew Tang Clan (although only one of us is Jewish).
Memorable Quotes of the Night:
"Let Terra hold the camera, you're arms are too short!" - Rachel to me after unsuccessfully trying to take a group picture of all of us inside of Kaya's Kitchen.
"Why am I involving myself in this moronic adventure? I love T.V!!!!!" - Rachel
"OW! My hand is caught" - Rachel, after getting her hand caught in between the T. V. and Terra's kitchen doorway, to which Terra, completely disregarding Rachel's injury, replied, "Rachel! Watch where you're going! You're going to ruin the woodwork and my mother is going to be pissed!" Rachel's hand later looked like it was pumped up with helium, it was so swollen. Terra was still bitching about the woodwork. I love Terra. Rachel, I hope your hand has recovered. Tee hee.
"Who is going to carry this fucking thing out to the car?" -Rachel, to which I replied, "Well, I can't carry it, I'm holding a magazine!" (yeah, I was completely serious...it was the Rolling Stone issue with Amy Winehouse on the cover. They were totally on their own.
All and all, it was a good night.