confiding in a confidante
If ever I have enjoyed a weekend with a perfectly-sized group of friends, this weekend was it. Times were spent in all sorts of conversations and situations and I was able to ::gasp:: relax. My H-Vegas trip was grand; let me explain.
I described the events of Friday earlier (the trip to H-burg and then dinner at Jalisco’s). After dinner we basically sat around in Adam’s apartment listening to music and chatting; some could say the night was uneventful but I thought it was rather pleasant.
Saturday we woke up, watched some VH1, and then headed out to a theater. Our entertainment was the film The Chronicles of Riddick starring Vin Diesel. I doubt any more explanation is needed to explicate our feelings of the film since I just mentioned the star of the movie, however I could rant for a few moments. Vin Diesel is not an actor, he is a line-spitting, hulk of man-flesh that embodies the much more fatty American man’s dream in that he always gets the women and wins his battles. The film itself has a pitiful plot and plenty of voiceover material to fill in the countless other hours worth of footage you wouldn’t want to wade through. The computer graphics and such are moderate; nothing really appeals as a highlight to the film. Although that guy from The Lord of the Rings, who is part of the horse people or something, is also in Riddick which I thought was strange, quite a downgrade for him. But whatever. In reality, the worst part of the film is that the ending is left entirely open, completely obvious that a sequel is at hand. Ugh…
But after a fun, two hours of mockery, Bryan, Adam, and I went to Panera to grab some lunch (and Bryan’s now-daily caffé mocha). We met up with Courtney ::yay!:: and had a great time. We actually stayed there for another two hours just talking. I really enjoyed that. Post our meal, Courtney split for her sister’s wedding and then the remaining crew began a frontiersman’s effort to locate jeans for me. As decreed by Abigail, they needed to help me find jeans. So we went to the Valley Mall, strangely deserted during Saturday afternoon, and I found a nice pair at GAP. However, the ones I really wanted were $60 and I didn’t quite want to spend that much on jeans; but they looked soooo good. Perhaps I regret that hesitation. Oh well.
We returned to Adam’s place and then Martha stopped by. For the next 3 or so hours we talked and took, possibly, hundreds of pictures with our digital cameras. Martha says I have a horrible habit of posing for pictures. I’m not sure if this is entirely true but I admit some record of failures in my candid photos. Regardless, we had a great time together. Then we made some veggie burgers and had salad and then sat down for a MST3K, Village of the Giants. A great film, to say the least. Apparently, Bill Gates’ younger self had an appearance as a harmonica player and Tommy Kirk’s pants/shorts just kept getting…briefer… Yeah. The movie was hilarious and we laughed and danced to their crazy, 60s beats. We said goodbye to Martha and thanked her for the lively vigor she provided to our superb evening.
Then this morning we (we 3 + Courtney) had breakfast at Calhoun’s and coffee at Hidalgo’s (or rather The Artful Dodger…or something). Breakfast was fantastic and equally full of photos. Then Courtney departed once again went back to Adam’s place so I could pack up and begin my wonderful drive.
After packing up, I began my wonderful drive of anticking…antiquing… The drive was quick thanks to the music tossed to my laptop (and eventually iPod) by Adam.
My weekend was great. And I am ready for another week of life in Lynchburg. However another dosage of anything non-Lynchburg will be required soon to further sustain my life-support systems.
Eventually I’ll put up some pictures.