Case Of The "Mondays."
Vehicular Acid Trip: There was an important lesson learned this weekend... Don't transport cement cleaner in the backseat of a Mustang. Did you know that there's really nothing you can do to neutralize acid salt once it's bled into fabric? After dumping a whole box of baking soda on the spill, Hoop and I ran around town looking for something that would save his car. Four people at Walmart told us we were stupid for getting ourselves in this situation. You know you've hit the lowest of lows when WALMART personnel are questioning your intelligence.
Gorror Film: Hoop and I went and saw The Hills Have Eyes last night, a movie that makes Saw 1 and 2 look like Disney Movies. I like horror films. Unfortunately, they don't make those anymore. What they're making are "Gorror" films, graphic movies meant to shock and disgust you. Some scenes in this movie were so disturbingly realistic, I felt like my brain was hemorrhaging as I watched. I liked it better when technology didn't enable you to recreate someone blowing their own head off with alarming detail. Remember when showing a shadow or the blood splatter was enough to get the point across?
We've hit a turning point in scary movies. The good guys are no longer winning. In the past you could always count on at least one hero escaping. The bad guy was seemingly killed, even if it was to return another day, and order was restored for the moment. The current trend is just as predictable, but not nearly as satisfying. You'll think they're winning up until the last five minutes when they throw in the wrench. The good guys aren't getting out. All the fighting and struggling was in vain. Not to mention, there's probably going to be a sequel.
And of course if there is, I'll be there watching it just to see if it's better than the first. *Groan* The Walmart people were right.
Daily Hoop Conversation:
(While surveying his car)
Hoop: I'm going to try and vacuum out all this baking soda.
Tink: Good luck. What a mess!
Hoop: It looks like we've been carpooling a cocaine dealer with shaky hands.
Daily Hoop Conversation 2:
(Out phone shopping)
Hoop: Look babe, this one has a MP3 player and a camera!
Tink: What do you need those for?
Clerk: It would come in real handy at the gym.
Tink: The GYM? Aha ha ha!
Tink: Shit. I mean, great idea!