7-Nov-2005

It's been an epic week in the life of 1635.  Not only is everyone trying to rock their mattress springs with someone else in the building, making for a regular Melrose Place-plus-a-landlord-who-waters-the-cement-type habitat, but I taught the Pony (who, with his 400 threadcount sheets, is possibly the worst of the Andrew Shue-wannabes) how to make Derby pie.  We used Knob Creek instead of Jim Beam for a good dose of sophistication, then settled down to watch "Go" while waiting for the chocolatey goodness.   The Pony had never seen it, but I'm pretty sure my opening comment as the Columbia Tri-star logo appeared onscreen sealed his opinion.  All you have to do to get someone to suppress their true feelings about a movie they've never seen is to let them know you judge your friends by whether or not they like said film.  Their respective dislike of "Go" has caused me to quit returning  a friend's calls, dump my one true soulmate, and put an abandoned kitten back on the street.  While he was crying.  Life begins at 3 AM.  Accept it, embrace it, or don't fucking call me.