Okay, not so much sucks as it's a dude movie. And I'll get up and change the channel as soon as I stop plotting my trip to VA Beach.
Before Bottle Rocket? Keeping Up With The Steins. Awesome. And Jami Gertz still looks like she's in-between takes for The Lost Boys. Yet I look like the haggard chick you most often see at bars where they strew sawdust on the floor to mop up the blood. The one who croaks "yeah, hit me again bartender". Same age, people. Well, she's two weeks older than me. *sobs*
Note to self: buy new moisturizer asap.
Had lunch with
treblstef; chirashi and fantastic company. T-minus 48 'til my low-iodine diet kicks in, so maxing out on seafood. :)
Also walked over to the Natural History Museum to check out the Crystal Skull Exhibit they pushed in the mini-paper (aka The Express, the Post's freebie subway paper. Kind of a USA Today for the tragically hip, and those who can only digest 4-5 paragraphs of any one topic. Needless to say, I love it.) They put the "exhibit" in the basement, in-between the gift shops.
It was still cool.