Leaving at the crack of 'ShitThisSucksI'mTired' o'clock to avoid border horders, I'm testing the limits of Hondalicious and seeing if it gets us down to Seattle in one recognizable piece.
STEP off Siskel & Ebert: Nuv & I have seen two new movies two nights in a row, in a movie theatre that is not our living room. This is absolutely unheard of.
Snozzberry: Whenever I check a lottery ticket at those automatic dream giver scanning machines, I envision the scene from 'Charlie & the Chocolate Factory' (the Gene Wilder one) where Charlie sees the edge of the golden ticket poking out of his chocolate bar, his smile splits his face in half and a fellow shop goer raises his one arm in the sky, nearly wrenching it off as they all shout for joy.
God bless the USA: There was an odd couple from Montana in front of us in the ferry line up Friday that made me hope the entire ferry sank just so they would be taken care of. I think my main beef is that the man looked so much like David Cross, I expected him to be funny & great, but no. I got my heart broken when, at least three times within the span of a minute, he let loose with juicy horrific belches.
I don't know much, but I know I love you: Ferry magazines & snacks. Yes, you are too expensive, full of junk, advertisements, sugar, calories, pictures & info I've already read online on and on, but I cannot quit you. All the tabloids, plus some fashion-y friends and music digests, in combination with the 12 dollar Rogers caramel corn means I could conceivably be trapped in my trunk for the entire ride and I'd be A-OK.