I hate it when that happens.
On Friday I hung out with Joe because my extreme strapped-for-cashness conicided with his stoic on-the-wagonness & also because we are friends & so anyway I went over to his place & he ate a deluxe sushi assortment from the money he'd saved from the detox & I made cocktails from a bottle of Ketel One he had lying around the house & some grapefruit juice I splurged on at the bodega. So really, which of us had the better evening?
Well, it turns out that the answer is neither of us, because we watched an episode from a collection of 1970s-era after-school specials I'd gotten as a birthday present. We thought that it would be funny & kitschy but actually the episode was sad as hell & had a terrible moral lesson at the end if there was even a lesson at all & it plunged the 2 of us into the blackest depression which was only partially lifted after no less than 3 episodes of the Family Guy on DVD. The after-school special was about this little kid named Mouse who has a penchant for writing things on walls (see above) & it gets him into trouble with the school bully, Marv Hammerman. The whole point as far as I can tell is it that eventually Mouse stops running from Marv & he gets a pretty bloody beating, so I guess the lesson there is that violence is A-OK. Meanwhile Mouse's mom is the worst parent ever because she keeps telling him to watch more TV, is convinced her son deserves said beat-down & the woman ought to be murdered for her taste in wallpaper alone. & in a bizarre twist Mouse has to take care of this man in his building who just suffered a stroke & is basically a zombie. So Mouse is leading this poor old zombie around & then just taking off & stranding him there in his own drool whenever the bully shows up. God that made us sad.
In happy news, Laura is moving into my apartment in July & I think maybe I'm going to get to Rome after all. Stay tuned, ragazzi. That is tutto for today!
