Dude. Sigh.
illusory_thrill was here for a week and it was like, completely life-owning. You know the random crack IM conversations we post that are like, insane? It was like five times that, being in the same place. We watched about a million Sally Field movies; it was sweet. And then we started one day playing Friends trivia and we decided to play West Wing trivia instead and make up the questions ourselves. Charades included. It lasted FIVE hours, and then for the rest of the night our brains were like, on crack. Although that was basically the case anyway. Oh man, it was so freaking awesome. We ended up with this brilliant, disturbing collection of inside jokes, such as saying "I'm a two-time Oscar winner, betch" any time a Sally character had to deal with anyone's shit, noting Michelle's need to clarify that she wasn't working with Tony Danza at CTU, arguing over how to pronounce "ER," etc. Yeah. Awesome.
What is Ritchie's one big word which is actually two words?
Who does Toby know a little?
How well does Toby know Ann Stark?
Who calls Donna Norma Rae?
Who is on dangling modifier patrol and why?
What was wrong with Debbie when she first met the President?
What did Debbie farm?
What religion is Joey? "They call her...?" "Jew!" "...No!"
What race is Charlie? (this is what happens when I run out of ideas.)
What can you never do during the Jackal?
What literary form do Alaskans have?
Who is the tip of the iceberg?
Why does Toby need maple syrup?
What does peripheral neuropathy indicate?
Name three things that CJ is too sexy for.
What does Gail have in her bowl? "...water?"
What does CJ intend to shove up Josh's ass?
What does CJ ask Josh if she should do with her ballot?
Why does Joey know sign language? (can you guess who wrote that one? XD)
What happened when Debbie sprayed Josh with water? (Answer: he got wet. So true.)
Who wanted a dwink of wa-wa?
What does Marbury call Leo? (lmao I thought she said Margaret and I was like "umm...Leo.)
What paper does Oliver read?
How does Elmo burn Abbey?
The charades were basically every stupid physical thing anyone has done. Most of them were Josh, predictably. Falling behind his desk, slipping at the capitol, hitting that big dude, yelling after the motorcade, etc. I acted out Pluie, and...Ainsley peeing in Leo's closet. Good times. So, yeah, that was pretty sweet. It was a great crack-filled three hours. There's really no other description for a weekend where you watch Smokey and the Bandit, the sequel, 4 episodes of Gidget, Eye for an Eye (Kiefer Sutherland being a pedophile and pouring coffee on a dog...good times, man), Mrs. Doubtfire, and like...other crack things. It was like, this totally awesome and supremely ass-kicking week. Woooo.
On a separate note, I ordered the $40 collector's set of Twister. Probably the most life-owning awesome purchase ever made. There's like, a pretty box, a poster, lobby cards, press kit photos, and a special version of the DVD. Yeah, I can basically die happy now. I'm not feeling the hardcore Helen love atm, but it's okay because just having that vibe for a few weeks is more than I could ask for. It was fabulous. And I still love her, even if it's not this nonstop, air-like thing anymore. I have plenty of eps of Mad About You to watch, at the very least.