~ Pirate raid did not come off. Due to capacity sales of all six showings. So those who thought they missed their chance to be a part of the Pirate Posse, you have another chance. Though when… not decided yet.
Instead, we watched Bloodrayne which promised to be entertainingly bad. Sometimes promises are broken. Makito, on the other hand, fulfilled his promise of being entertainingly out of his fucking mind after shot-gunning a Colt 45. For some reason my kitchen now smells of Colt 45. A strangely pungent odor.
The unbearable awesomeness of the evening was Mr. Kai’s car. Which is somesort of Tron mobile modeled after KITT. It’s called a Laser. It has the most amazing dashboard ever which, sadly, I could not locate a picture of.
~ Bentley’s legacy of hair left behind in the wake of his recent visit may just about take all summer to be fully rid of.
~ This week Thom Yorke and Sam Cooke will be waging an epic battle between the forces of light and dark in my ears and in my soul. Johnny Cash will be the referee.